"I just arrived last night with my companion, a dwarf named Deva. He has been here before, but I have not. It is called the Shire and it is home to those delightful Hobbit creatures." Peony recalled the party last. It seemed the Hobbits had a certain fondness for such a gathering.
"As for me, I am from Minas Tirith. My father would go out on his travels and I would beg to go with him. Very rarely was I permitted, but I always had a wonderful time when I could follow. That's how I met Deva. When I turned twenty-one I set out with Deva for our own travels. That was nearly a year ago, how the time flies."
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"Let us live so that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry." - Mark Twain
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