It is nice to know that if the world was to end that hobbits would continue to drink and sing. There isn't much singing going on Middle Earth since the elves began leaving. Sad really when there is so much left for them to do. The wisdom of the elves is needed so much. Yet we cannot even tell. Adu couldn't help but smile at the drunk hobbit. It didn't matter how disgusting she thought they were, hobbits always made her laugh. "Its weird how no matter what a hobbit's spirit is something you can almost never take away. They always seems so happy even in depressing times. Fáinu, thank you for everything you have done so far. I don't know why I even should worry. Its not like there is a war going on." Adu sighed when she mentioned the word war. Not everything was going as well as she hoped.
In her mind she couldn't forget the words Aduthondiel the forgotten. To her everything would all soon be a memory. She would continue her immortal life and every time she should find happiness, it is always in men. She didn't know why she couldn't find an elf that stole her heart. Perhaps it was because of her father and the way he treated her. Adu didn't want to loose herself in thought so she needed to find something else to do. She looked down at her mug and noticed that it was empty.
Adu realized that she was like the mug. It was more of her life but still she felt empty inside. She decided that perhaps she would find some water or something besides ale. She remembered the last time she drank too much ale. That was the day Jack came back. "Fáinu, where do you plan on going when you decide to leave The Shire? Will you go back home or wander around searching for some sort of meaning." For some reason Adu was asking herself the exact same questions.
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And when this life is over... and I stand before the God... I'll dream I'm back here standing in my nowhere land of Oz.....
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