She blinked, hard. Elwing told herself, I will not cry, I will not cry....will not cry! Amazingly her eyes stopped stinging and she felt much better. Brushing a lock of her golden hair behind her ear, she looked up as the inn door opened. A girl walked in, a girl with brown eyes and brown hair. Elwing shifted her gaze as the girl walked across the room, smirked at a wall poster, and sat down at a nearby bar stool. She had a white shirt on. Elwing glanced down at her own dark green shirt, deep blue cloak, and brown knee-length trousers. She had kept her garments surprisingly well during her journey.
As she tossed her hair out of her face, she felt her bow and quiver shift and almost slide off her back. She caught them just in time and replaced them to their proper locations. As she took a sip from her mug, she wondered if she should go and speak with the girl. Although she was wary, for here in Rohan it was much different than in the Shire, she made her decision. Finishing her meal, she got up and made her way over to the bar stool.
She clinked a few gold coins down on the bar counter to pay for her food and turned to the girl. As she prepared to speak, she fixated the girl with her eyes. Her eyes; when she was...younger, they had talked about them. Nobody, including herself, had ever seen such eyes before. They were stormy-sea blue near the edges, gradually shading to yellow around the pupil.
"Excuse me...is this seat empty?" Elwing inquired, gesturing to the stool beside the girl. As she waited for an answer, she fidgeted with a fold of her deep blue cloak.
[ March 13, 2003: Message edited by: Horse-Maiden of the Shire ]
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"There's a big...machine in the sky...some kind of electric snake...coming straight at us."
"Shoot it," said my attorney.
"Not yet...I want to study its habits."
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