Elanor nodded her agreement.
In her heart, she dearly wanted to go with the travelling hobbits. She'd spent all her childhood dreaming about the wonderful places she'd go to and the people she'd meet, and here was a prime opportunity to fulfill all those dreams. But of course, she was still too young to go by herself.
Still, it was the least she could do to stay behind and help back in Hobbiton. Not only that, she'd made a promise to help, and so she'd have to keep her promise. She sat down on the floor, and drew her knees up to her chin, thinking, I know this is going to be fun . . . but if only I were going with Uncle Bilbo and the grown ups!!. Then, Nonsense, Elanor, you should know better! Staying at home will be lots of fun, and anyway, you don't have to worry about bandits or anything of the sort- then she began wondering which one was worse, dealing with bandits or dealing with bossy hobbit girls.
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Knowledge is just opinion that you trust enough to act upon.
-Children of the Mind, by Orson Scott Card.
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