In the heart of the ancient forest, where the trees stretched high and the leaves rustled with secrets, there appeared a figure unlike any other. With a jaunty skip and a bound, Tom Bombadil emerged from the shadows of the woods. His hat was adorned with feathers and his cloak swirled around him like a whirlwind of colors. "Ho-ladum-dee-doo, merry friend of the woods! How can old Tom lend a hand to you today, in this land of wonder where I always stay?"