"It's lucky that you didn't mistake me for a shark, silly Elfling!" Birdie widened her fixed, dolphin smile, and tugged on Celeaewen's skirt again. "where is Rosseil? You are both cordially invited to a 'family reunion'!"
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Durshag loved Angara. He threw his arms around the golden dragon, and buried his nose into the scaly hide. "Air and Fire. Earth and Water. All are here." Angara bent his neck back to where the Hobrim sat astride between his glowing wings, and rubbed his head against Durshag's cheek. Then they flew upward through a blue sea, into a bluer sky.
The Hobrim's reaction to a ship was rather mixed. He crouched on the deck, patting it with his hands and muttering "Dead forest. Dead forest." Terror and curiosity fought a battle; curiosity winning out as his head rose higher to take in ropes and sails, cargo and brass.
Finally he focused his eyes on the passengers. First the halflings. Then Birdie, Piosenniel, and Veritas. Celeaewen and Rosseil. And finally, Mithadan, Idril and Tuor.
Grasping the rail to balance himself on feet that seldom felt land, Durshag advanced towards the Elves of the Undying lands and their kindred. He kneeled before them, and spoke, quite clearly:
"Maiiii Goveeeonnnn. Maiii Goveeonnnn."
[ June 28, 2002: Message edited by: Birdland ]
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