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Ever since Bilbo Baggins returned from his unexpected journey with the Dwarves, life in the Shire had resumed its usual calm and predictable pattern. The lush, rolling green hills sparkled under the sunshine, the gentle whisper of the wind through the trees was a comforting melody, and the hobbits carried on with their blissfully uncomplicated lives. However, one day, something broke the peaceful monotony - an invitation. An invitation from Bilbo Baggins himself for a gathering at Bag End.

It was a bright, sunny morning in the heart of the Wild Wood. Mole, a humble, hardworking creature, was preparing for a day of gardening outside his quaint underground home. Overhead, leaves rustled as a light breeze passed through, whispering tales of the wide-open river and all its charms. On this fateful day, Mole's life would change forever. As he dug through the earth, he stumbled upon something hard and shiny. It was an old, rusted key, adorned with intricate patterns that indicated its age and value. Intrigued and excited, Mole rushed off to share his discovery with his dear friend, Ratty.