Chapter seven: What has become.

Daila, a month after;

It was a month after the Warg attack on Daila, and all life had gone back to normal by now. Daila's Da and Brother still working at the mill, and her and her Ma were still working at home. Daila didn't speak of elves anymore. She didn't even like to speak about meeting an elf anymore. If people asked about what had happened, she would give them the watered down version and would go off to her room, not wanting to talk about it anymore. More than once her mother found her crying in her room due to old memories being unburied. She never told them what the elf had said to her, and they knew better than to ask.

But sometimes, old habits die hard. She would always look out the window just as she had before. Always day dreaming about what was over the hills, not just what she had seen, but farther. She wanted to go farther. Maybe that's what Tessa meant by not being able to just go on one adventure. They were addicting.

"Waiting for your elf friend, eh Daila?" her brother, Daino, said to her.

"I dunno…maybe…" Daila replied quietly. She didn't know if she wanted to see Tessa before. Tessa slightly scared her the way she had so easily crushed her dreams without a second thought. Well…at least it appeared like she didn't have a second thought…maybe Daila was wrong. Perhaps Tessa was just thinking about Daila's safety.

Daila had asked about how he only had one adventure. He had said something along the lines of 'When the adventure took over a year, and in the end some of your friends die, you welcome the thought of home.' Daila didn't really like that answer though. It wasn't good enough. She wanted to know if adventures ever could be safe. But it was pointless. She already knew the answer to her own question. She knew adventures were always going to be dangerous, there would always be something out there. But she also knew that gardening can be just as risky! What if she stepped on her rake and it would come flying up and hit her square in-between the eyes, eh?

Daila Took knew that, no matter what tried to dampen her dreams, she was a Took! And Tooks don't turn down a chance to go on an adventure. If Tessa wasn't by her side she would go anyway. She was going on an adventure!

Tessaring, a month after;

It had hurt. It hurt a lot. And every once in a while, the pain comes back. When she was but an elfling, all she wanted to do was grow up and go on adventures. To see the world outside of her borders, and know what she should be afraid of. She was never content with just "trust me, you don't want to know", she wanted to know for herself. She wanted to see what was there.

At first it was great, like she expected, but then…everything she had ever wanted was ripped from her. That is still an open wound that burns. She would wish the pain of loss on anyone, especially a young Hobbit.

Daila thought adventures were fun, joyous experiences, where nothing ever went wrong. That was the opposite of what adventures were. They were hard, painful experiences, and if something could go wrong it would. That's what an adventure was. She hoped Daila never went out of her Shire again. She wished she would grow old, be fruitful, and live long and happy…inside the Shire. Even when Tessaring had merely walked a few steps into the Shire, she could tell the place was untouched by the troubles of the world. Tessaring prayed it would stay that way forever. Forever untouched by evil's lethal kiss.

But Tessaring couldn't concern herself with the life of Daila any longer, she could only hope that what she had said would stay with Daila and that Daila would do as she was told. Now she had another bounty to complete. As long as her punishment still held, her work would never be done, and life must go on. That was what Tessaring had to do.

So…I intend to stop this story here. WOAH, WOAH, WOAH! Don't freak out! Let me finish. This was more of a set up for other stories I will be making on my page. So you should follow me to stay updated when the next story of A Hobbit and an Elf came out. And I might just explain the 'punishment' Tessaring was talking about. *smiles evilly* So I hope to see ya in ma next fic. BIYE!