Lira thought of Luthien as she sang the lay, how the elf maid had given and received much love. Her eyes met Uien's at that moment and Lira knew that Uien herself knew what Luthien had shared. Uien turned and returned to the inn while Lira quietly continued to sing, before her voice faded into nothingness. She wondered why Uien had seemed to so sad to bid the golden haired man farewell. Something was in the wind.
Neighing farewell to her horse, Lira strode swiftly towards the inn and looked for Uien. She was beside a table, quietly conversing with another elf and a man. Retreating swiftly into the shadows, Lira waited a few tables away for Uien and the others to finish.
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I'm sorry it wasn't a unicorn. It would have been nice to have unicorns.
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