Elwen smiled kindly at the maiden. She knew how memory could be wiped away. It was always hard to be missing a piece of you. Something she was having to come to terms with herself.
Elwen laughed "I'm surprised you have not heard of this hobbit. A great thief he was. Stole from many, but never for self gain as far as I know. You must of heard of him, Bilbo, Bilbo Baggins." she laughed again, her laugh like the tinkling of little bells. "Well indeed, I thought that everyone in every race had heard of my old friend. It would please him to know that he is not quite as famous as he thought. He always was one for the quiet life, couldn't stand being known."
Elwen turned to Soronume. He looked deep in thought. "Have you heard enough or do you want the maiden to continue?" Her voice seemed to ripple through his thoughts. He turned to look at her slowly.
[ May 16, 2003: Message edited by: arelendil ]
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