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Title: Birthday Party
Character: Rosie Gamgee
Word Count: 187
Prompt: memories
Finished: 02.01.2022
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Rosie was looking out of the window; the garden was lying peaceful, the sunset was beautiful as ever, but her heart felt heavy and sad. Sam was still not at home. He had left the house early in the morning to visit the market, but she had known it was only an excuse to escape the yearly party at Bilbo's and Frodo's birthday.
They both were long gone, sailing to the Undying Lands of the Elves, but Merry and Pippin insisted on celebrating anyway. „This is the right way to remember them,“ they used to say, „with wine and tobacco, music and firework.“
No one in the Shire would dismiss a party, so all of them would come to Bag End tonight to make a toast to both of them. All of them but Sam.
For him, this day was filled with painful memories, and his longing finally to be together with Frodo again knew no limits. He was a good husband, an even better father; she never had a reason to complain. But today, she would only come to rest when he finally was home again.
Character: Rosie Gamgee
Word Count: 187
Prompt: memories
Finished: 02.01.2022
:::
Rosie was looking out of the window; the garden was lying peaceful, the sunset was beautiful as ever, but her heart felt heavy and sad. Sam was still not at home. He had left the house early in the morning to visit the market, but she had known it was only an excuse to escape the yearly party at Bilbo's and Frodo's birthday.
They both were long gone, sailing to the Undying Lands of the Elves, but Merry and Pippin insisted on celebrating anyway. „This is the right way to remember them,“ they used to say, „with wine and tobacco, music and firework.“
No one in the Shire would dismiss a party, so all of them would come to Bag End tonight to make a toast to both of them. All of them but Sam.
For him, this day was filled with painful memories, and his longing finally to be together with Frodo again knew no limits. He was a good husband, an even better father; she never had a reason to complain. But today, she would only come to rest when he finally was home again.