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Melisil · 03-06-2004, 05:59 PM

Alora was having a very exciting, and slightly confusing day. But she loved it none the less. Her mother and father had told her, on the day of the speech their family had attended, that they were going to leave their home, and that they were going to find a new home. The idea had appealed to Alora immensly at first, but then she was told she would have to leave some of her friends.

This part of leaving, Alora did not like, but Crispin, her brother, had comforted her by telling Alora that some of her friends would be coming too, so it wouldn't be quite so bad. She smiled at that idea.

But today was different. Today they were acually leaving. She was dressed in traveling clothes now, standing in the back of their wagon and holding her greatest treasure, a very old rag doll of hers, in her hand.

She leaned over the side of the cart, "Bye!" she called out to a small group of her friends who were not going. She waved to them as she looked around. Many of the grown-up Hobbits were crying (this puzzled her slightly, as she couldn't tell what was so sad), and many others were saying farewells.

Crispin hopped on to the wagon with her, "Alora, sit down."

Alora obliged, waving one last farewell to her friends, she sat down as their wagon started moving.

03-06-2004, 05:59 PM	#14
Melisil Wight Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: Well, it's a tipi-like thing... only bigger Posts: 120	Alora Alora was having a very exciting, and slightly confusing day. But she loved it none the less. Her mother and father had told her, on the day of the speech their family had attended, that they were going to leave their home, and that they were going to find a new home. The idea had appealed to Alora immensly at first, but then she was told she would have to leave some of her friends. This part of leaving, Alora did not like, but Crispin, her brother, had comforted her by telling Alora that some of her friends would be coming too, so it wouldn't be quite so bad. She smiled at that idea. But today was different. Today they were acually leaving. She was dressed in traveling clothes now, standing in the back of their wagon and holding her greatest treasure, a very old rag doll of hers, in her hand. She leaned over the side of the cart, "Bye!" she called out to a small group of her friends who were not going. She waved to them as she looked around. Many of the grown-up Hobbits were crying (this puzzled her slightly, as she couldn't tell what was so sad), and many others were saying farewells. Crispin hopped on to the wagon with her, "Alora, sit down." Alora obliged, waving one last farewell to her friends, she sat down as their wagon started moving.