Alcyávëiel sat down on the mountain. They cool breeze blew her golden hair. Lostlondwen sat next to Alcyávëiel looked at her.
“Are you ok?” Lostlondwen asked looking at her face. Her depressed expression was sad to look upon. She sat in silence for many minutes.
“Alcyávëiel?” She looked up.
“What are you thinking about?” Lostlondwen asked.
“Do you think any of the captives have a chance to survive?” Alcyávëiel asked, tears glistening in her eyes.
“I hope so. My mother was captured and all I want is to see her again. That’s why I joined this quest.” Lostlondwen said slowly. “Why do you ask?”
“Then you and me are alike in some ways as my husband Iarlhach had been captured. I too joined this quest to find them but there seems little hope within me to believe he is still alive”.
“Don’t worry well find them” Lostlondwen said trying to comfort Alcyávëiel.
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Rowan sat alone next to a large rock staring to the east. A soft wind blew from the west. Neither birds nor animals dared to tread as far as the company did for soon they would be on the dragon’s doorstep. Rowan turned his gaze west and he saw the first light of day creep over the vast ocean.
The first rays of dawn didn’t help to kindle hope within him. To him it was hopeless. They were so near to the dragon. How would we ever get past the dragon and save the captives? Were the captives even alive still? He knew that many of his companions only agreed to come on this quest so they could rescue their loved ones.
The dragon, how were we ever going to deal with him? They would have to put up a big fight in order to kill him. He knew that if he went in he may never come out. He doubted that they could walk into the lair and then walk out with same number of people. He just hoped that he would again see the light of day and he wished that none of their company would come to a cruel end. But in his heart he knew that it would be a foolish wish.
[ July 06, 2003: Message edited by: elven maiden Earwen ]
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