At the mouth of the cave where Jerika stood, a slight breeze blew carrying a barely audible howl. The stars shone bright against the dark blue of the sky. Jerika could see the prisoner, Anuion. Who would name their child Anuion? Such a strange thing to be called.
Jerika knew that someone would try and come for Anuion. There was another one, the human that had gotten away. Someone would be showing up soon to get Anuion, yet the Easterlings would not give their prize up so easily.
Jerika strode from her spot and went to stand next to Findorak. He said something to Kane, and Kane just moved away.
"You know, we'll probably be having company sometime soon. His Elf friends in Lorien won't give him up without a fight. They're coming," Jerika spun her daggers around in her hands as she spoke to Findorak.
[ February 20, 2003: Message edited by: Aylwen Dreamsong ]
__________________
...Come down now, they'll say. But everything looks perfect from far away - Come down now! But we'll stay.
|