Fantine hadn't meant to come to the fair. She had nobody to go with, and going to such things alone seemed...sad in a way. But the music had drawn her in, and the happy sounds of children laughing. She did not begrudge the young lovers as she saw them walking arm in arm along the fairway. She had known that feeling, of being on the top of the world
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It is very loud, colourful, and the food smells very strange. There are machines that are obvious amusements, but I do not see the pleasure in going around very quickly. Now, the circle in the air is slower and I wonder what the village looks like from up there. I am so foolish--I've seen it from the top of the hotel. But this is in the park.
And there, on that one, that is Eponine. I watch as she gets off walks from it, seeming both dizzy and happy.
"By the Valar, what is all that?" I ask as I approach. "Are you well?"
She does seem happy.
I have my own impressions of our fair, guided quite a lot by spending so much time working there. I understand a lot of the people like the food and stuff, but I think Faramir might agree with me about a lot of it. He's already got ( ... )
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"Hi! I'm good. Great. Little dizzy, really, but I think that's from the giant spinning tea cups."
She laughed.
"This's great, the fair. Just what I needed after workin' so hard the past few weeks. Something fun and mindless."
Her eyes twinkled.
"Wanna get something to eat? They have all sorts of weird food over there."
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"This is not like any fair I've ever imagined." Though I suppose I have read about such things, I just couldn't picture it.
"We can try. I smelled food, but didn't really look at it." Perhaps she already has. "What do you mean by weird?"
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