Narelen (previously known as Varda Elentari, companion of Kementari and friend of Nurumaiel, and still the latter two) walked in slowly. Her business (on Earth, it's known as maths) was not quite finished, but she had heard that the party was finishing. She looked around at the dishevelled people and furniture, with many of the former straggling outside.
She sighed. She knew that no awards had been presented to her friend, Bekah, who had been sleeping the hidden room over in the hall, a day before the moderators decorated the hall for the party, now long finished. Bekah ate or read when she chose to be awake, bored with looking at the patterns the light made on the ceiling.
Perhaps next time...
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Vocatus Atque Non Vocatus Deus Aderit
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A laita Atar, ar Yondo, ar Ainasule. Ve nes i yessesse na sin, ar yeva tennoio. Nasie.
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