Rosa had already finished her Supper and then headed to her room to get ready for bed. She slipped on her night gown and jumped into bed. Then she started to write in her journal that had all her thoughts and memories. "Dear Journal, today has been a pretty normal day. I got to carry fish, saw Dimple chasing a pig, and helped cook Lunchen. But I have been pondering and I kinda wish I could go somewhere past the Shire. Like in Mr.Frodo, and Samwise's stories. They fill me up with joy and excitment, I do wish that I could do something as brave, and memorable as they. I would love to go to Gondor, I have always dreamed of it. The White City they call it, I am sure it is most lovely. I would simply adore to meet Faramir, and see the House of Healing. But I suppose that is only in my dreams. Well I should probably be off to bed. Good night!"
Rosa Fairbairn
Then she shut her journal and started to dream of The White City......
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