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Orual · 12-19-2003, 04:30 PM

Eruvalde and Maercwen

Eruvalde fiddled with her curly hair as she listened to Maercwen talk, fidgeting a little bit excitedly. Back at home, she almost never got to talk to other children her age; her parents kept her home a lot.

Out of her peripheral vision she noticed her father walking over to her, and with a brief but fierce little look she told him to stay away. She wouldn't have him fussing and making over her in front of her new friend, and he never did anything but that. Ever since they left home, he did nothing but worry: about her, about Momma, about their house and their land and their animals. She didn't really understand what was going on, but as of right now it didn't matter to her; they were safe and warm, and her father told her that her momma would be there soon, so there was nothing to worry about. But her father worried anyway, and fussed over her so terribly that he embarrassed her.

She turned back to Maercwen and listened raptly to the other girl talk. "Are you from Rohan?" Eruvalde asked. "My Momma's from Rohan, but my Papa's from Gondor. Momma's going to meet us here, and then we'll go to her old house. Do you have a house here in Rohan?"

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Tamurilo

Tamurilo stopped short at a particularly pointed glare from his young daughter, grinning despite himself. Her dark brown eyes narrowed threateningly before she turned back to the young girl she was talking with.

He laughed under his breath as he went outside for some air. Children...

12-19-2003, 04:30 PM	#261
Orual Speaker of the Dead Join Date: Oct 2002 Location: Superbia Posts: 868	Eruvalde and Maercwen Eruvalde fiddled with her curly hair as she listened to Maercwen talk, fidgeting a little bit excitedly. Back at home, she almost never got to talk to other children her age; her parents kept her home a lot. Out of her peripheral vision she noticed her father walking over to her, and with a brief but fierce little look she told him to stay away. She wouldn't have him fussing and making over her in front of her new friend, and he never did anything but that. Ever since they left home, he did nothing but worry: about her, about Momma, about their house and their land and their animals. She didn't really understand what was going on, but as of right now it didn't matter to her; they were safe and warm, and her father told her that her momma would be there soon, so there was nothing to worry about. But her father worried anyway, and fussed over her so terribly that he embarrassed her. She turned back to Maercwen and listened raptly to the other girl talk. "Are you from Rohan?" Eruvalde asked. "My Momma's from Rohan, but my Papa's from Gondor. Momma's going to meet us here, and then we'll go to her old house. Do you have a house here in Rohan?" * Tamurilo** Tamurilo stopped short at a particularly pointed glare from his young daughter, grinning despite himself. Her dark brown eyes narrowed threateningly before she turned back to the young girl she was talking with. He laughed under his breath as he went outside for some air. Children... __________________ "Oh, my god! I care so little, I almost passed out!" --Dr. Cox, "Scrubs"