Elanor sighed. What a day! She was sure this part of the Shire had never seen such happenings, not for a very long time.
It seemed a trend at the moment for people to collapse from weariness, she noted. Things were not looking well- Elanor hoped that she would not become like them in the later stages of her journey.
Faced with all these new happenings, she felt even smaller than usual. "Miss Pio?" She called uncertainly. "Will you be needing me any more for tonight?" Because I'd very much like to go to bed, she thought, thinking longingly of the rooms waiting for her in another part of the inn.
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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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