Elwen swung off her white palfrey and smoothed down her long dark her. She then adjusted her cloak and pulled up her hood to hide the light. As her name suggested Elwen was a star maiden, a fallen star. stars do not have names as a rule but she had been given one by Legolas at their meeting. That was long ago and the time had been swift and bitter-sweet. Now Elwen journeyed far to escape the memories and the journey had brought her here, to the Green Dragon.
This pub was famous for its warmth and kindness but even so Elwen did not desire to go in yet. she let her horse go to find rest and sat herself down, had she known it exactly where Soronūmė had been sitting hours before.
Elwen played with the hem of her cloak. It had been a parting gift from her kindred in Mirkwood for although Elwen retained her star spirit in physical form she was a simple wood elf maiden. And when she hid her light you could never tell the difference except maybe if you looked deep into her eyes for there the heavens were mirrored in all their splendour.
[ December 17, 2002: Message edited by: arelendil ]
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