Elwen slid slowly out of her thoughts, like going in reverse. Pulling her eyes away from the stars, Elwen looked around the room. Many people had just entered the Inn.
People was the wrong word, Elwen realised with delight, these were elves, fair folk that had travelled far by the looks of them. Elwen found hobbits strange having never been around them, stars and elves were all she had ever know.
At a glance Elwen could tell that something was wrong. The elves that had just entered where not merry and light footed as elves should be. They tired from many days travel. Quickly jumping up from her sit by the window Elwen ran to the fire and rebulit it. The light leaped back and the room was once more filled with dancing flames of red and gold.
Slowly Elwen walked towards the crowd of people. trying to see if she could be of any use to the people gathered about. Her delicate silver-grey elven shoes made no noise on the wooden floor boards.
"Can I help?" Elwen asked, sweeping her dark hair out of her face and the way.
[ January 02, 2003: Message edited by: arelendil ]
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Nai Vardo eleni ilye lumenn' enomentielvo siluvar!
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