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/There Is An Inn, A Merry Old Inn/
Everything was quite, everything was peaceful, and Sam loved it.
It was like 7:00 AM, and she lived in college owned apartments kiddy corner to her college, which meant that everyone else who lived in the complex was sleeping, or hungover. Her roommates were both still asleep, and would remain that way for several more hours, and there was blissful silence, and stillness.
It was fall, so the air outside was a little brisk, the tree outside of their slider door, to the balcony they couldn't use but were still charged the square footage for, had lost all of it's leaves, just a dark shape against the gray of the overcast sky. The girl who used to have a little pink lamp in the window across from their second story apartment wasn't there, but Sam could still see the pink hue on the window, in her minds eye, where it used to be.
The light coming in through the blinds was a bit dim, and gray, but it was enough to see by.
So Sam sat at the kitchen table of their dinky apartment, clad in a sweatshirt, sweatpants, and fuzzy socks, drinking her coffee with pumpkin spice creamer in it, looking out the window, enjoying the changing of the seasons and the kind of mornings it allowed her to enjoy.
She was on her laptop, reading the news between writing an essay, just chilling, because, really, mornings were her favorite time of day.
/Beneath An Old Grey Hill/
Sam sat, wrapped in her cloak and blanket in an attempt to protect herself from the cold of a winter morn in the desert, pressed against the still sleeping Doubica's side in an attempt to keep warm, just watching the world wake up.
Burb and Nim were still asleep, curled up next to their respective wargs and wrapped in their own blankets, their chorus of snores a comforting sound to Sam's freezing ears. They were in a part of the desert where it began to turn into forest again, just on the edges, so there were a few scrubby trees around, but not much.
Their campfire glowed with barely burning embers, just waiting to be brought back to life to cook their breakfast, but, for now, Sam was content to just sit and watch.
The sun began to rise, peeking just over the horizon, a mix of oranges, reds, and yellows, warming the blue sky of night, the sand around their little camp shining silver, then gold.
It wouldn't be long now before the boys woke, neither ever managed to sleep long after the sun rose, the wargs would sleep a little longer than their people, but would wake before long as well.
However, for the moment they were still snoring away, Nim snorting as he turned over to press more firmly into Goliath's belly.
Sam smiled, because, despite all she had been through, she still loved mornings.
/And There They Brew A Beer So Brown/
It was a quiet morning in Erebor, normally there was all sorts of noise from the gates and the districts, such as the produce sellers and bakers, but, today, all was quiet, and it was nice.
Sam usually had to get up a lot earlier to get any silence in the morning, and she usually only got up that early when she had to and, even then, usually other members of the Company were up, which meant she would soon have the princes, the Broadbeams, the brothers Ri, or someone else coming to get her, which meant a swift end to her quiet morning.
Sam had taken to stocking black tea leaves in her room so she wouldn't need to bother anyone for her morning caffeine fix, so she put on her kettle, and was soon enjoying strong, slightly bitter tea goodness.
After her cup of tea, Sam decided to see what was up in Erebor, so she left her rooms and quietly, and discreetly, because she didn't enjoy dealing with politicians or business people early in the morning, made her way toward the gates.
The guards, by now used to her behavior, simply nodded at Sam as she made her way up to the battlements, watching the sun peak through the doorway as it began to peak over the horizon.
Sam finally got to the battlements, and leaned her arms on the stone, enjoying the view.
The sun shone upon the Long Lake, the red reminiscent of Smaug's flames on the water as he headed for Laketown, but now the town stood tall and proud, in better shape than it had been in in ages, upon the lake, flourishing with the restoration of Erebor and Dale.
The light upon the water served to backlight the city of Dale, the tall spires and building looking majestic in the light, the shadow cast by the city making it easy to see the different people coming and going, both from Erebor and Dale, to deliver goods or sell at the markets of both cities, trade obviously booming.
Sam enjoyed watching all of the little people, from the battlements at least, travel to and fro, and enjoyed hearing the beginnings, instead of the full blown racket, of the noises that said Erebor was a thriving city.
Sam felt an arm go around her shoulders and turned to see Kili, smiling a sleepy smile as he yawned, a dopey grin going across her own face as she leaned into his side, both of them enjoying the quiet of the morning.
Morning would always be her favorite.
/That The Man In The Moon Himself Came Down/
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