The circle had slowly vanished, everyone had drifted off to sleep in quiet rooms. Elwen slowed to a stop and lowered the flute from her lips. It was odd to continue to dance and play when everyone else had seemingly vanished. Elwen had been swept away by the music that she had been playing, she hadn't noticed the movement of the others in the Inn. Elwen glanced around the room, the fire had burned low giving out a deep red glow.
Elwen sighed and moved from the centre of the room to a chair beside a great window. West it looked, the stars burned bright, Earendil flashing blue and silver against the black. Elwen slipped easily in to thought. Curling her feet beneath her, Elwen began to tell her people of her day. Thoughts pasting back and forth yet never could a sound be heard in the new quiet of the inn.
Elwen desired no sleep. In all the short time she had spend on Arda she had never slept. She desired it not for she knew it not! Besides, the fire in this room gave off a dim light and this chair and the window with star and moonlight would keep her happy and content for many hours through the night, It always had!
[ January 02, 2003: Message edited by: arelendil ]
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Nai Vardo eleni ilye lumenn' enomentielvo siluvar!
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