Seth Cotton - An early awakening
Seth was deep asleep in his feather bed and he snored lightly. He turned in the bed as the sun shone right at his face. A bird sang on the tin-plate of his window and he began to slowly awake. He was not sure what the time was, but it did not really bother him. He sat up, and the his sudden movement frightened the bird and it flew away.
He stretched and stood up, the wooden floor was still cold and felt really uncomfortable. He kneeled and fumbled with his hands udner the bed and pulled out his warm slippers. Seth went over to the window and gazed over the garden. The morning dew was still in the grass and as well on the leaves of the plants in the flower bed below his window.
It was a beautiful morning and he slowly went down the stairs and into the dining room where breakfast was being served. By the amount of people eating breakfast, Seth guessed that it was still pretty early. He got a hot bowl of some porridge, a piece of bread with some marmalade and a cup of tea.
He sat down by a table and began his meal. He sat in deep thought and enjoyed his meal and did not take much notice of what happened around him. He spilled some marmalade on his shirt, but was not really caring much about it. His thoughts went to the beautiful garden of Master Hornblower in Greenfields; he would truly miss all his duties there, but it was little he could do about it. . .
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Arise now, arise, Riders of Théoden!
Dire deeds awake, dark is it eastward.
Let horse be bridled, horn be sounded!
Forth Eorlingas!
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