I only thought it was an unknown island. Turned out it was called "New Zealand." There was a massive sheep farm just over the ridge from where I died. That's what I get for not having legs. Or the ability to breathe air.
Ah, Hobbit me. That was an interesting lifetime. Long story, but that's how I started my collection of other people's "precious" things.
The person below me is the only man alive who's ever won a staring contest with John Malkovich
"Sometimes, if you wish for peace, you must be prepared to bring war to your enemy's doorstep."
"For my military knowledge, though I'm plucky and adventury,
Has only been brought down to the beginning of the century;
But still, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I am the very model of a modern Major-General."
His energetic fist is ready to resist; a dictatorial word.