[Child of the 7th Age]

Novnarwen's post

Lostlondwen didn't talk more to Rowan that evening. Soemhow she felt ashamed. After a while she decided that it wasn't shame after all, it was just a wierd feeling. She hadn't proposed to him that he was going to die. Had she? Lostlondwen shuddered. She had absolutely no intension of scaring him, or whatever she had done. In a way she regret even mentioning death. She gave a sigh and consentrated on the conversation around the table with Lenwe instead

When the dark grew and the Inn's common room emptied the company still sat at their table, talking to eachother. Lenwe, shared his knowledge about the Blue Mountains, and they all seemed interested in him, joining them. However, Lenwe was supposed to leave these shores tomorrow, going to Valinor. And begging him to stay for their sakes, would be wrong. But this elf knew all about the paths they should take. There was no doubt that the company could need one like him, now when they were getting so close.

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When they said their good night's, Lostlondwen was very tired. It had been a long day, and yet the worst part of their perilious journey was yet to come. Nevertheless, was Lostlondwen more happy now, then she had been, for a long time. This Lenwe, had made it all seem so simple. She knew of course, that it wasn't so. But anyhow she felt that something was about to happen, something that could give the company in a way, an advantage they had been longing for.

"Good night Ewinda." Lostlondwn watched Ewinda step in to her room. She was alone now. The small narrow hall was empty. Only Lostlondwen wandered there among the many doors to the different rooms. And she almost passed her own room in the dark.

As she went to bed moments later, she lighthearted. Everything would be okay, she muttered to herself. She knew it in her heart. The coming battle against this dragon, would not be her last.

[ July 05, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]