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Anja finished her breakfast and ordered some tea. She stuck her hand into her pack and began to search for something. Where is it....
"Aha!" She pulled out a small book. Its blue cover was stained at the corners,and was falling off. She ran her fingers gently up and down the spine,smiling. It was a childrens' story book,the first book she had ever read. Her father had given it to her at the age of five,and had taught her how to read. She still took it out at times,when she was bored,and just stared at it,bringing back long lost memories....
The maid brought her the tea,and she began to drink it,laying the book on the table and letting her eyes wander around the room. A drwaf was sitting at a table,telling some story to a group of hobbit children. The elf maiden and the man had been joined by another,and they were chatting casually. She turned back to her table to see that her tea was almost finished. It would be time for her to leave soon,but not before she had read a couple of pages out of her book.
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