Nurumaiel burst in rather wildly and looked about. Hoping nobody noticed how late she was, she took a seat. "What's going on?" she whispered to an Elf next to her. The Elf replied that Aman had just recieved an award. Nuru grinned and attracted Aman's attention, giving her a thumbs up and a little nod to say, "You deserve it."
She would relax for awhile and think some more about her presenting speech. It was already beginning to form in her mind. . . it was almost perfect. . .
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In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand
in every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.
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