Nevlhachien slowly folded up her torn and tattered map and carefully placed it back in her bag. She thought to herself, The air in here feels stuffy. I need a bit of fresh air. She got up from her seat in the dark corner and walked over to the door. She slowly opened the door and steped out into the cool evening air.
The wind blew through Nevlhachien's golden hair as she stood but a few paces from the Green Dragon Inn. She let out a whistle and a beautiful black horse troted to her side.
Nevlhachien stroked the horse's neck and whispered to her, 'It is a beautiful evening tonight, Isilmire.'
A lone tear fell down Nevlhachien's cheek as a memory of her brother was brought to her by the wind. She buried her face in Isilmire's black mane and softly wept. My last living family member was taken from me. Why am i left her alone on this earth? Why wasn't i taken with my brother? I will despair to the end of my days. she whispered to the horse.
Nevlhachien lifted her head and wiped the tears from her face. She let her horse wander to where ever she desired until she is needed and Nevlhachien headed back into the Inn. She walked in with her head down so no one could see her tear stricken eyes and slowly walked back to her place in the corner. There she sat while ever more memories raced through her mind.
[ February 09, 2003: Message edited by: nevlhachien ]
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