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Old 10-25-2003, 08:44 AM   #319
Nerindel
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Taurëwen turned pulled by the melodic tones of elven song, it silenced the room entirely, but as the elf sang of a mission in which her foe was vanquished and friends lost, she felt warm wet tears roll down her cheeks as the memories of their own mission came flooding back to her mind, the dark tower on Amon lanc had haunted her dreams relentlessly until the day it was thrown down.

But the faces of Airelóme, Gilbereth, Ainemention, her own brother and those they were forced to leave behind burned in her mind, if she could she would have given her own life to save them all.

The aloud applause brought her out of her dark thoughts, she had always felt guilty in the feelings she had for Reynion during their imprisonment under that dark tower, she shuddered slightly as if a chill ran down her back and as she looked at the tall elf her face was suddenly familiar, "Spyder Slayer!" she whispered recalling the elven warrior from her home, like all warriors they often found their way to her hall, but she recalled that the elf would refuse healing till her fellows were tended.

She looked at the woman, her deeds where noted in a great many songs, but Taurëwen healer of the fair woods of Eryn Lasgalen found her self envying the warrior her strength of mind, Those had been sad times and Taurewen having lost much in that fateful mission had thrown herself into the protection and healing of the wood, killing their enemies with a ferocity that none would believe possible of the gentle natured elf.

The large spiders of the woods fared the worst by her sword, she blamed them for the fracture in her heart, if not for them she would not be alone, but each one killed by her sword brought her no comfort and even the new trees and plants that she planted to replace those damaged or torn down by the foul creatures of the dark tower did nothing but distract her from thoughts of her loss.

But with things well again her pain and emptiness had returned, but turning back to Reynion she smiled, but perhaps it was a time for healing for all she thought hopefully, she had found the one for who her heart had yearned and she had found another who had needed her help, they will be here soon she thought, but as she looked at Reynion she saw his brow was creased with concern and unspoken question played on his lips.

What is it? she urged gently.....
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