[Arien]

Mylasia, opened her eyes to the sound of a horse at fast pace. She turned over in her bed to face Niamh, but she wasn't there. Mylasia's heart stopped, she sat up in her bed and wispered Niamh's name into the dark room, again she did but no answer. She got out of bed and lit the fire. Niamh wasn't in the room, and it wasnt like her to play games especially at this time of night. She couldn't be downstairs. No, all Niamh things were gone, gone! Mylasia ran to the window and flung it wide open. She called Romans name, but no reply. She did this a second time but then faltered. Tears fell down her face, Niamh had gone and Roman with her. How could she have let this happen? Her father had trusted her to look after Niamh. Mylasia fell to the floor, tears blinding her vision, she repeated Niamhs name again and again. That night she cried herself to sleep.

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The next morning Mylasia woke up with a start. Maybe it was a dream, but no. She was still on the floor and the window was open. As Mylasia lifted her head up she hoped for the best but alas Niamhs bed was still empty. Mylasia sat up and leaned against the cold white wall, her head was spinning, should she go after her? should she stay?

Stay, Mylasia it was not your fault you could not help it. Stay....stay....sta....

"Mother?" said a startled Mylasia as she looked around the room, no one was there, she sighed, hearing voices was not a good sign. But it was hear mothers voice and regardless of the fact that she was mad or she really did hear her mother, she would stay. Niamh would come back. She would.

Mylasia got up and washed. She tidied the room and made Niamhs bed tearfully. She slipped her red dress on and stood by the window to brush her hair. She looked out onto the stables and thought of Roman their horse. She then saw some thing very strange, from what she could see a male, man or elf she could not tell from such a distance, was talking to a wolf, a wolf. He was very scruffy. He got up and walked towards the in, he looked up at the spot where Mylasia was, but she had recoiled back in. He went ahead and entered the Inn.

Mylasia decided to go down to the Common Room in an hour or so to fill her stomach, but first she sat thinking of Niamh, hopefully she could out run any trakers that were persuing her. Hopefully.

An hour or so later Mylasia was down in the Common room sitting at a table by herself. No one offered to talk or sit next to her, she sighed and took another sip of her tea. Then the stranger from outside entered the room, he was much cleaner now, an elf. Mylasia longed to talk to him for he seemed like someone to share her story with. But another elf had reached him first. Damn, why couldnt she have been more confident. Mylasia stared as the she-elf lead him over to the table with her other friends. She continued too look at him, for something entranced her, he turned round and looked straight into her eyes, he had piercing eyes and they broke right through her dark brown ones. She looked down into her mug, and her face flushed a bright red.

I dont want to talk to anyone, I want to see Niamh. Thats what her head said. But her soul, her heart wanted Niamh back but also company, a friend.

[ February 20, 2003: Message edited by: Arien ]