As the sun sets on middle earth and hobbits, dwarves, men and elves alike drift into the palace of sleep and meditation. There is one who is left awake under the moonlight. Never resting. Never straying from his cause until the problem he had solved...
Ithil opened his eyes sleepily, it was midday and yet he still hadnt got out his makeshift bed (it was more like a hammock strung between the trees of the forest). That was because tommorow was his birthday, and he wanted to celebrate it by doing his favorite thing. walking.
So here he was, conserving energy for a full day of mindeless walking. perhaps he would train, or go for a long run.
You may think this was a remarkably unspecial way to celebrate a birthday, but Ithil was an elf. He'd had many, many birthdays so they werent all that special anymore.
Nevertheless he looked forward to a day of wandering the wilds, maybe even hunting a deer or two.
Yes, this would be a great birthday.
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