'Well, Daisy, it seems you have gotten Pio's letter.'said Tulė. 'Don't you think you should look at it and see what she wanted done?' He picked the paper up from the floor and handed it to Daisy.
Daisy sat on her bed and sniffled. 'I don't want ro read it! If I read it then it's all true! And she won't ever be coming back!'
'Alright then, how about I read it to you?' He unfolded the letter and perused it briefly. 'There isn't much listed here. I think she must have been one to travel light.'
He read the missive to her. It was short and to the point, much like she was, he thought to himself, recalling Daisy's account of her.
'She's given you her blue leather journal, she says - the one that she was writing in just before Beleriand. Do you know where it is?'
Daisy pointed toward the jumble of books that lay on the other side of Pio's bed.
He picked it up and thumbed through it quickly. 'Oh, look!' he said. 'Here are the pages she marked for you especially.'
He sat beside the girl and drew her near him. Opening the journal, he gently drew her attention to a series of detailed ink drawings the elf had rendered of Daisy. Beneath the largest one of her, at the helm, the sea breezes ruffling her curls, was a short poem. It was only six lines, but it lovingly captured the spirit of the girl that Pio had come to know.
'She must have had great affection for you, Daisy.' He studied the way the elf had chosen to picture the hobbit. 'Indeed, she must have come to love you.'
Daisy took the journal into her hands and sighed deeply, in sadness and acceptance.
Tulė stood and picked up the untouched platters of food. 'What say we share this with your friends now? You bring the letter to them and I'll bring the food. We'll start the day fresh again.'
They pushed the chest away from the door and stepped out into the hallway. Daisy had the letter gripped in one hand and her journal clenched close to her heart with the other.
They made it to the galley, where most of the companions were now gathered. Daisy stepped forward and handed the letter to Child. 'I'm so sorry !' she said quietly. 'And Child and Rose and Bird I'm so glad you're back safely.' She gave Child a gentle hug and kiss, and a hug to Rose and Bird, who wasn't quite sure how to respond.
Tulė placed the platters of food on the table, and handed round glasses filled with wine. 'Let's eat!' he said to the group. 'I, for one, am starving!'
[ August 22, 2002: Message edited by: piosenniel ]
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