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The Lord of the rings #middleearthinspired
#tolkieninspired
After
breakfast, which thobbits again ate alone,
they made ready to say farewell, as nearly heavy of heart as was
possible on such a morning: cool, bright, and clean under a washed
autumn sky of thin blue. The air came fresh from the North-west.
Their quiet ponies were almost frisky, sniffing and moving
restlessly.
