[Esgallhugwen]

She looked out into the darkness as stars began to run across the sky. Breating in the cool night air she walked over to Morsereg. He whinnied in greeting then snorted in question.

'Just thinking, I see you have been tended to with food and water now lets have a see at your leg' she replied. He lifted his leg slightly unable to lift it further without an aching pain, kneeling down she began to massage it slowly allowing blood to flow and loosening up the muscle.

Leaning over she untied her pack from the saddle she had resting on the frontpost. Opening a small pocket she pulled out a clear jar with a light pink cream in it, twisting it open she dabbed her finger in and began rubbing the cream into the long cut, the pink slowly began to dissappear.

All other wounds were healed on him with no scarring except this one which still needed healing, there didn't seem to be any sign of infection so perhaps it was only deep. She too had wounds but they had healed all but two.

Sighing she leaned against the wooden wall. Images and memories slashed through her head like a flaming sword, and she couldn't stop them from intruding.
Her heart raced, breaking out in sweat; flames roared in front of her, trees burning, houses falling, her kin screaming caught up in the blaze, some fighting others fleeing. Her eyes widened with rage and horror clenching her blood stained sword, bow and quiver strapped to her back.

She screamed out in rage a most unearthly and horrible sound it was for an elf to make. Voices whispered in her head " Lady, Lady Esgallhugwen, you know it is best for your people you're father wishes it so... you must obey him; you know what will happen if you don't" the voice rang "I shall not obey him, he has no power over me or his own people that is why he wishes this to be done, and if I shall perish by his hand to rid my kin of his insanity so be it!" She had cleared out some of the people already, but she had not acted quick enough.

'Betrayers!' she yelled out loud startling her horse. She awoke to find him nudging her gently. He too was shaken he knew what she felt, he was there.

Esgallhugwen rose to her feet giving Morsereg a final pat and rub on the head.
Hopefully she would be able to rest tonight.