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
"Freedom is just a pretty idea unless it's backed by Force."
"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.