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Nerindel · 03-10-2004, 06:21 PM

Circling high above the three tall mast’d ships berthed in Umbar’s Commercial quay, two sharp eyes watched silently the proceedings below, though they knew not why! Something inside this silent watcher, something long buried and forgotten was stirring, compelling her to these lands and to a young mortal man, who she had been observing since she came upon him in the desert, now three days past. There was something familiar about the young man and whenever she got close she had a strong compulsion to protect and nurture him as she would an eaglet, it was all very confusing. Even the young man’s presence in this city seemed wrong… out of place somehow.

Turning another graceful arc, she shook her feathers trying to shake off the uneasiness of her feelings. Just then she spied a silvery glimmer just below the calm blue waters surface and her confusion gave way to hunger, she had not eaten in some time now and she clacked her beak at the thought of fresh fish. Her sharp eyes now watched the glimmering shadow tracing the shoals movements under the water, and as soon as she had memorized the pattern of their movements she pulled in her great wings and dived, hurtling towards the sea, her heart racing with anticapation, opening her wings at the last minute, her sharp talons breaking the waters surface and finding her prey, flapping hard she climbed back to the safety of the blue sky, her pray desparately trying to wriggle free. Gripping tighter to her meal she looked for somewhere to land.

Flying back in the direction of the ships and coming close to the larger of the two dark sailed ships, something inside her screamed danger! And she gave the ship a wide berth settling instead to land on the upper most sail arm of the middle ship. Ah! The men of the stone city, she mused silently seeing the white tree on the ships flag, and looking down on the tall fair men below. Satisfied that she would be safe on her current perch she ripped at her meal with her sharp beak, but as she ate the golden eagle again found herself watching the young raven haired man, who had now come aboard the ship and was speaking with one of the men from the stone city.

03-10-2004, 06:21 PM	#135
Nerindel Spirited Weaver of Fates Join Date: Apr 2003 Location: In an endless sea of dreams! Posts: 827	A silent watcher Circling high above the three tall mast’d ships berthed in Umbar’s Commercial quay, two sharp eyes watched silently the proceedings below, though they knew not why! Something inside this silent watcher, something long buried and forgotten was stirring, compelling her to these lands and to a young mortal man, who she had been observing since she came upon him in the desert, now three days past. There was something familiar about the young man and whenever she got close she had a strong compulsion to protect and nurture him as she would an eaglet, it was all very confusing. Even the young man’s presence in this city seemed wrong… out of place somehow. Turning another graceful arc, she shook her feathers trying to shake off the uneasiness of her feelings. Just then she spied a silvery glimmer just below the calm blue waters surface and her confusion gave way to hunger, she had not eaten in some time now and she clacked her beak at the thought of fresh fish. Her sharp eyes now watched the glimmering shadow tracing the shoals movements under the water, and as soon as she had memorized the pattern of their movements she pulled in her great wings and dived, hurtling towards the sea, her heart racing with anticapation, opening her wings at the last minute, her sharp talons breaking the waters surface and finding her prey, flapping hard she climbed back to the safety of the blue sky, her pray desparately trying to wriggle free. Gripping tighter to her meal she looked for somewhere to land. Flying back in the direction of the ships and coming close to the larger of the two dark sailed ships, something inside her screamed danger! And she gave the ship a wide berth settling instead to land on the upper most sail arm of the middle ship. Ah! The men of the stone city, she mused silently seeing the white tree on the ships flag, and looking down on the tall fair men below. Satisfied that she would be safe on her current perch she ripped at her meal with her sharp beak, but as she ate the golden eagle again found herself watching the young raven haired man, who had now come aboard the ship and was speaking with one of the men from the stone city. Last edited by Nerindel; 03-10-2004 at 06:38 PM.