[Maegaladiel]

The wooden flute felt familiar in Nahai's hands. Her fingers automatically curled around the thin body of the instrument, forming what she knew would produce a low, sweet tone. An easy note to play and learn.

Closing her eyes, she blew softly. This produced a low, sad note, like a lonely wind echoing through a river canyon. The flute's wooden body made each note sound airy and fluid, unlike the silvery bird-songs produced by Annalalaith's flute. Both were beautiful, but it always amazed Nahai how different two of the same instrument could sound.

She shifted her fingers to a new position. Now the sound it emitted was higher and brighter, strangely reminiscent to a summer's day. Nahai opened her eyes and handed the flute to Morwyn.

"You try," she instructed. Nahai directed the woman where to place her fingers, and she caught on surprisingly quick. Soon, the Beorning had taught the Rohan woman a handful of basic notes. Then she took back the flute and began to play a slow song, making a point to exaggerate whre her fingers were moving. Once finished,she handed the flute back to Morwyn.

"Now it's your turn," she said. "Play from your heart."