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ElenCala Isil · 10-05-2003, 09:06 PM

Túrelie watched as Amarië walked away. When she was out of sight, Túrelie looked down at the new letter. She was puzzled, but hoped the letter would help her find out the mysterious connection between Amarië and her past. Staring down at the letter, she saw familiar handwriting. Túrelie was now somewhat upset, and it seemed that all sense of mystery had left her. She read the letter bitterly. How could all this have been kept from her?

She read the letter, which was addressed to Amarië, it seemed to explain a little:

Amarië,
I feel that on your journies, you shall come upon Túrelie. When you find her, you will know what to do. It was such fate that she was lost from us, and such a sorrow to me that I never knew my own daughter. But, I have been fortunate enough to have you, and am thankful that you were not also taken.

You were sworn to secrecy, but you know that you cannot deny her of her past...

It seemed that the letter was a bit weather worn, and the rest was illegible. From the letter, Túrelie could tell that Amarië knew her mother. Túrelie read the letter once more, and it registered in her. She recalled from her past, being told that she was to be sent away. Her angry had passed by now. It was all a lie, she had never been sent away, but was taken. For what reason, she knew not.

Rereading the letter, she began to fill in the gaps from her past. All times, her thought wandered off to Amarië. They were connected, and Túrelie could at last assume how so. She walked back to her room, and sat at the desk. For the longest time, she sat pouring over the letters, reading between the lines. It seemed to Túrelie that the emptiness inside her was being filled slowly.

Túrelie at long last sat in silence, she slid the letters away from her. She fingered the jewel about her neck. Now at last she realised the connection, but wondered why Amarië was so reluctant to tell. To Túrelie she seemed quite close, yet wise.

Túrelie decided that she could not take the silence anymore, she arose and walked out her door. Slowly she approached the door of Amarië's room.

10-05-2003, 09:06 PM	#197
ElenCala Isil Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Mar 2003 Location: Somewhere Else Posts: 439	Túrelie watched as Amarië walked away. When she was out of sight, Túrelie looked down at the new letter. She was puzzled, but hoped the letter would help her find out the mysterious connection between Amarië and her past. Staring down at the letter, she saw familiar handwriting. Túrelie was now somewhat upset, and it seemed that all sense of mystery had left her. She read the letter bitterly. How could all this have been kept from her? She read the letter, which was addressed to Amarië, it seemed to explain a little: Amarië, I feel that on your journies, you shall come upon Túrelie. When you find her, you will know what to do. It was such fate that she was lost from us, and such a sorrow to me that I never knew my own daughter. But, I have been fortunate enough to have you, and am thankful that you were not also taken. You were sworn to secrecy, but you know that you cannot deny her of her past... It seemed that the letter was a bit weather worn, and the rest was illegible. From the letter, Túrelie could tell that Amarië knew her mother. Túrelie read the letter once more, and it registered in her. She recalled from her past, being told that she was to be sent away. Her angry had passed by now. It was all a lie, she had never been sent away, but was taken. For what reason, she knew not. Rereading the letter, she began to fill in the gaps from her past. All times, her thought wandered off to Amarië. They were connected, and Túrelie could at last assume how so. She walked back to her room, and sat at the desk. For the longest time, she sat pouring over the letters, reading between the lines. It seemed to Túrelie that the emptiness inside her was being filled slowly. Túrelie at long last sat in silence, she slid the letters away from her. She fingered the jewel about her neck. Now at last she realised the connection, but wondered why Amarië was so reluctant to tell. To Túrelie she seemed quite close, yet wise. Túrelie decided that she could not take the silence anymore, she arose and walked out her door. Slowly she approached the door of Amarië's room. __________________ Prevent Merry-abuse today! Join the S.A.M. (That's the Save-A-Merry foundation) Rivendell brought to you by the long lost sister of the guy who be short.