Etheral Enchantress
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Estelarion noted the startled reaction as well, and silently wondered what connection Andreth had to this man and the town of Bree. It seemed that everyone had connections to some horrific event in these times...these dark, morose times.
Yet Poppy still possessed those innocent eyes. How could her eyes stay that innocent? Was the Shire really such a beautiful, peaceful place? It was hard to imagine a place untouched by horrors now.
But she was not purely innocent. She made that apparent with her mistrust of their motivations when they asked her of what she had heard. What was her task here? Mithrandir would only brought the innocent and the nearly-innocent into situations such as these when they had a mission or destiny to fulfill. He would not take unnecessary chances with beautiful people, such as Poppy. What could her mission be? Or was there no mission, it was just her destiny to see these atrocities. Maybe that was all there was to it: she just had to see the horrors of the world and report back to her people, in the hopes of saving them once the bleak world entered the Shire, as it was bound to.
But Poppy said she was not sure she would see this "Maladil". What could she be doing now? Was she to break off onto her own mission?
Questions, all Estelarion knew was questions. He had no answers to anything and, even after hearing about this Breelander, he only had more questions, not fewer.
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Menelduliniel saw Estelarion's eyes go to a distant place. She always wondered what he thought of when he left this world, as he tended to do.
She turned back to Poppy.
"I do hope we depart soon," Menelduliniel said, "For we are losing time."
"Time for what?" Poppy asked.
"I-I...I do not rightly know," Menelduliniel said, furrowing her brow a bit, "Mithrandir is so secretive about the details of these missions of his, I never know what is going on until the quest is over and I have time to sort out what just happened. I have learned not to ask too many questions. Questions only trouble an already-troubled mind. And Mithrandir is certainly troubled. I do not know how he survives. He carries so much weight in his mind, yet he still manages to be so jovial. He always has a riddle for the complex mind and a smile for the unsteady, assuring all that he is in control."
Menelduliniel looked at Poppy, who had listened silently. The Hobbit merely nodded and smiled.
"You have traveled with Gandalf before, yes?" Poppy asked.
"Yes," Menelduliniel admitted, "A few times."
She smiled and turned, deciding that Estelarion had enough time to ponder whatever he was thinking of. Sure enough, just as she turned, Estelarion gave a small jerk, as if awaking from a dream.
"Welcome to Middle Earth," Menelduliniel greeted him in a joking voice, "I do hope that your returning journey was a pleasant one."
"It was," Estelarion said, playing along, "A fairly short one too, luckily."
"Where did you travel, my friend?" Menelduliniel asked, although she already knew how he would respond. He never told her what he thought.
"That is for me to know and for you to...never find out, if all goes well," Estelarion said, shrugging.
Menelduliniel rolled her eyes and turned to Poppy who had giggled a bit at the Elves' antics.
"If he ever trusts you enough to tell you where his mind goes when he does that, do be sure to break your dependable confidence and tell me, for I cannot figure out what he is thinking," Menelduliniel asked Poppy.
"Do not worry," Poppy responded, feigning complete honesty, "I shall."
"I swear you women tell each other everything," Estelarion said dejectedly, "You leave nothing to secrecy when you are with your own gender."
"And that is how we enjoy keeping it, my love," Menelduliniel said, both of them sharing a bit of a laugh.
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