Mylasia was still sitting in the same spot 3 hours later. The elf hadnt looked over again, not that she had wanted him to. Her mug was now empty, she left he table and went up to the bar.
"May I have a drink please?" asked Mylasia handing the Hobbit lass behind the counter some money.
"What will it be"
"Te...Can I have an ale please"
"Pint or half"
"Pint please" the Hobbit lass handed it over with a cheery face.
"Thankyou very much" said Mylasia, she made her way back to her table. She sat down and looked over at the Elfs table, he seemed content chatting away with the others. Give it up she thought, he is not coming over, you will be here by yourself until Niamh returns. By now Mylasia had the idea in her head that Niamh was coming back, no questions, she was coming back.
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"...still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward, and somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation scratched into the earth like a message."
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