Sorell wandered along the corridors of Rivendell, taking in every scene. Calad was well, they would be going home soon. Sorell rested his elbows on a windowsill and looked out, the wind breezing through his hair. He reflected on the journey.
He had not been that important; they probably would have done quicker without him. Still it had been fun. He ran over it in his head, pausing at his favourite times. Cartwheeling through the sky with Nayru and Kalia, talking to Nayru, doing supposed trick riding to impress Collette.
Sorell looked at the courtyard, the summer sun still beaming. The leaves were starting to drift down from the trees and one landed in his hair. He picked it out and let it flutter away.
It was nature. Sorell was happy.
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*HALBERETH* *DIAGONA*
I'm back! *Kicks computer* stupid thing for breaking down.
Miss me? Didn't think so...
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