Later that night, small and gentle in Éowyn’s arms like a pet or a doll, but far more keen and wise, Elanor tells tales of the Fell Winter in the Shire.
I love this line so much. Your turn the "tiny hobbit" syndrome on its head here. It works perfectly.
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Later that night, small and gentle in Éowyn’s arms like a pet or a doll, but far more keen and wise, Elanor tells tales of the Fell Winter in the Shire.
I love this line so much. Your turn the "tiny hobbit" syndrome on its head here. It works perfectly.