Hey! Yes, it's me again, sorry to disappoint you, with another story! I have a freaking amazing character in this here story, with an actually ORIGINAL name! Eruwaedhiel! Ha! It's freaking amazing isn't it!
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Me: Thanks guys! And here we go!

It was a warm, sunny day in the Shire. Mayor Samwise and his daughter, Eleanor, thought it to be a fair day for a walk.

The two took a familiar path through the forest and kept silent, for speaking would break the story-like scene around them.

Though they kept silent, both minds were whirring.

Eleanor thought of the garden her and her mother were working on, they would plant roses and lilacs and wisteria- the youth's favorite plants.

Sam thought of different things entirely.

Frodo, Sam's thoughts were always of Frodo.

It had been fourteen years to the day since his friend had left for the West, and Sam missed him terribly. Constantly he wondered what Frodo was up to, if he was happy, did he have a family.

As Sam thought of Frodo with a family, he unconsciously looked down at his beautiful daughter. Only thirteen, his little girl had begun to act more and more like Frodo had, imaging going off on adventures and such.

Sam didn't dare tell her what the adventures were really like.

But both stepped along, care free and happy to be in each other's company.

Their moments of joy were about to be sliced through though.

(AN- I wanted to stop here and leave you guys chomping at the bit, but I enjoy writing this story!)

"Someone, please, anybody! Help me," came the cries of a young girl deep in the woods.

Sam needed no other invitation.

"Eleanor, come! I need to see what this is!" Sam ordered his daughter.

Eleanor was slightly nervous and a bit cautious of going after the voice, but she wouldn't oppose her father.

"Where are you!" Sam called out to the girl.

"Over here," Sam saw small pools of blood beginning to form under the root of a rather large tree.

Eleanor was quicker to react and ran over to the root.

"Father," She beckoned to Sam.

Peering over the root, both hobbits saw a girl trying to right herself after falling, but her boot was caught in the snares of it. Her nose was broken, that was the cause of the puddles of blood.

Sam dashed quickly over to the girl's foot and freed the girl's foot from the root. Eleanor helped the girl stand.

"Are you alright," Eleanor asked her.

The girl nodded and took a deep breath. There was a snap and her nose was righted, she only clenched her teeth.

"I am now," She said, her blue eyes flashing up to Eleanor's and Sam's faces.

"Thank you," She told them.

Sam looked deeper into the girl's eyes and thought he must be dreaming.

The blue eyes of the girl were the same as Frodo's beautiful blue eyes.

Whoa! Didn't expect THAT did you? Oh, you probably did.

Anyway, review please! And if you can tell me what Eruwaedhiel means, I will put you in the story! Just tell me what it means and what you want your character to do and be called! Best of luck to you all!