[Sophia the Thunder Mistress]

Morwyn looked in surprise at the creature that spoke to her. She was uncertain as to exactly what kind of a thing it was. Dark in color, and not what men would call beautiful. She was a little frightened of it and pulled back as it spoke to her. But it only asked her the date and the age of the world.

A very difficult question. Morwyn mulled it over in her mind. This inn was the strangest place she'd ever been in in that respect. "Well, my friend, this is Nahai." she gestured lamely toward her friend, not sure what point she was trying to get across, "And as she lived with her uncle Beorn in her childhood, it seems that it must be the late third or early fourth age now." She stuttered a bit, for her calculations were far from exact. News from the King Aragorn flowed through the inn regularly, but nor was it unusual to see someone hailing from Lindon with news from the King Gil-galad. Time here was, well, different.

"And as for the time of day..." she was flustered on this one too, for it seemed that she and Nahai had gone for months without sleeping, yet she was quite certain it was morning now. She took another experimental sip of her coffee to make sure it was still hot. It was, so that much time couldn't have passed since morning. Fairly confident now she answered, "and it's midmorning here at the Green Dragon." She gave the creature Daethaur a small smile.

It looked puzzled, but Morwyn didn't know how to explain. She also recalled hearing that Pio's twins would be born on Midsummer's day, and they hadn't been born very long ago; but only this morning Aman had noticed the snow glittering on the hills of the Shire. She shook her head in abject confusion and finished off lamely, "I just don't think about it. Perhaps Aman would know?" Feeling silly she turned her attention back to her coffee cup, studying it intently.

[ May 06, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]