Long Elwen stood in a grassy space just off the path from the door of The Green Dragon. Elwen sighed, how long had she been her? She couldn't tell. Time had passed like the swift river without beginning or end clear.
Slowly Elwen wandered around the pub. She had come full circle, when she had arrived she had sat just here beneath the branches of the silver birch, there leaves whispering in the evening winds. And now, back where she had begun, she knew that she had found a friend in the pub that would stay with her forever.
"Every spirit you will ever met will leave an imprint upon yours." Elwen whispered to herself. "One of the five great rules of the star people. And now I do believe it is high time that I met another."
The trees whispered their agreement and Elwen sprang to her feet. Sweeping her hood back she arranged her hair so it fell down her back instead of in her face. A laughter filled her and burst out in waterfalls of joy and happiness. Her fingers played over the silver ring on her left hand and she skipped a few steps taught to her by the fair lady Nostawen.
Up the steps Elwen ran, light headed with joy and light. She pushed the door to the pub wide open letting the fire light spill out and the moon light shine in.
Over the threshold Elwen sprang, light and nimble on elven feet. Bowing to the company now gathered she began,"Greetings and well met my friends. When I entered before I was weary with much grief and toll, and did not introduce myself. But Soronūmė has rid me of such feelings and though he has departed a wish to stay a while to enjoy the company of The Green Dragon."
Elwen smiled and flung her cloak on a nearby hook. Her eyes flashed in the fire light as her light spread and engulfed the company seated nearby. Over come with joy Elwen span in a circle, round and round. Her dress flying out and the gems in her hair glittering with the fire light and the light that was reflected up from Elwen herself.
Slowly Elwen came to a stop, a sigh of contentment coming from the heart. She bowed again. Laughing she flick her hair back, shaking loose curls back in to place. Her steps quick and light making no sound of foot fall. Not that it would have mattered for the noise was great for such a small building. Elwen weaved her way though the many people and found her way to the crowded bar.
[ December 28, 2002: Message edited by: arelendil ]
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Nai Vardo eleni ilye lumenn' enomentielvo siluvar!
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