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As the days continued Elanor became sure that she was going to do the right thing. She had planned it ever so carefully.

The day of Elanors coming of age came and the preparation that had been going on for weeks finally looked like a party, though Elanor knew it wouldn't feel like one. As she was called on to make a speech she drew a deep breath. " I know every one has tried so hard to make this an enjoyable party, and it has been, thank you all. But every where I look I see at least one unhappy face, and I know why it is, and I know how to stop it. In a couple of day's time I am going to Lothlorien to get a new mallorn seed, and you can't do anything to stop me.

Elanor spent the next couple of days preparing for her long trip. Finally the day came when she and her best friend Vien would leave hobbiton and travel first to rivendell, and then to Lothlorien. As they gathered their packs Elanor said her last farewells, she said good bye to Merry, Pippin and Frodo before turning to her father, mother and brothers and sisters. She took them all in one last embrace and whispered, "I'll be back with a seed and stories for you all."

Then she and Vien walked down the road and out of Hobbiton. "This is just like Frodo and your dad," Vien new that soon Elanor would start regretting her decision to go to Lothlorien, she had never been so far out of hobbiton before.

As the days continued the girls excitement grew, both they, like Sam were desperate to see the elves. "I wonder what Elrond will say when you tell him you're the daughter of Samwise Gamgee." For the rest of that day the two hobbits imagined what Elrond would say.

As they travelled along the road they heard hoof beats heading their way, as they looked they saw a black horse galloping at full speed towards them down the road. On top of the horse road a person. It was dressed in black armour and had a long black loak. As the two hobbits flung themselves off the road, the horse pulled to a sudden halt. It sat on its horse as still as if it were stone, and then suddenly jerked its head towards the two hobbits "The Braclet, the Braclet." The figure spoke, in a voice that chilled the two hobbits; it was more of a hiss than a voice. Then as suddenly as before, the black figure jerked his head to the other side and breathed in a long breath, and galloped off.

As the two shaken hobbits walked back onto the road Vien, the more imaginative of the two said, " I thought the Nazgul were dead, do you think they came back to life?" "That wasn't a Nazgul, they are dead, I don't know what that was, we can tell Elrond When we get to Rivendell."