Morning Frosty Mist by periis
In that lonely place Frodo for the first time fully realized his homelessness and danger. He wished bitterly that his fortune had left him in the quiet and beloved Shire. He stared down at the hateful Road, leading back
westward – to his home.
– The Lord of the Rings, Volume One: The Fellowship of the Ring, Book One: The Ring Sets Out, Chapter 11: A Knife in the Dark