Morwyn's eyes glittered as Nahai turned back to her. "Mischief..." she rubbed her hands together with anticipation. It had been so long since she just amused herself like a girl. But then she shook her head slowly. "I didn't have anything particular in mind. But I'm certainly in the mood to liven things up a little!"
Nahai put on a mock innocent face that wouldn't have fooled a two year old hobbit. Annalaliath and Morwyn giggled, Morwyn pushing her hair back out of her face. "You'll have to do better than that, friend, or we'll be caught before we've even begun!" Annalaliath said to her. "I've heard mischief-makers get set to washing dishes around here."
Nahai shrugged. "What's a few dishes in the name of good fun?" the three leaned over the table closely and spoke together in quiet voices.
As they spoke Morwyn grew more and more annoyed with the hair that slipped down in front of her eyes. Snatching her smooth stick from her pocket she pulled her hair back and secured it firmly. The other two girls shot her curious glances. "Now I'm ready." she grinned. "What shall we do?"
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The seasons fall like silver swords, the years rush ever onward; and soon I sail, to leave this world, these lands where I have wander'd. O Elbereth! O Queen who dwells beyond the Western Seas, spare me yet a little time 'ere white ships come for me!
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