Disclaimers: I do not own The Lord of the Rings. J.R.R. Tolkien does.
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A Morning Walk
Word Count: 117
Frodo left Bag End early that morning. He wanted to take a stroll around the Shire. Getting out of the house was the best thing, and it always occurred after his first breakfast. And so, he walked about the Shire, admiring the lush green grass, the hills and hillocks, and the various birds coming out to eat their morning meal.
He smiled at the cows, waking up and beginning their day with a morning grazing. And as he sat down on a bench, he contemplated on the beauty of nature, wondering what could be more exquisite than this? Well, there was more to see of, as he would find out soon enough. For now, this would do.
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