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Legolas'_girl · 02-28-2003, 08:42 AM

Melcildir hacked his way to the center of the cave, where the battle was worst. His head spun. He could recognize no faces, just kept fighting; killing. Two more Orcs felt the bite of his sword and fell at his feet.

But, his battle high was turned to sadness and rage at the sight of Durelin's body on the floor. It was being trampled by the enemy. That was no propper way for a brave Elf to be honored in death. Quickly and without thinking, Melcildir grabbed Durelin's body and dragged it out of the heat of the battle. He laid the body on the grass beneath a tree and folded Durelin's hands on his chest.

"Rest in peace, friend," he said slowly before running back into the cave to meet whatever destiny waited for him.

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02-28-2003, 08:42 AM	#1
Legolas'_girl Pile O'Bones Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: The golden woods of Lòrien Posts: 21	Melcildir hacked his way to the center of the cave, where the battle was worst. His head spun. He could recognize no faces, just kept fighting; killing. Two more Orcs felt the bite of his sword and fell at his feet. But, his battle high was turned to sadness and rage at the sight of Durelin's body on the floor. It was being trampled by the enemy. That was no propper way for a brave Elf to be honored in death. Quickly and without thinking, Melcildir grabbed Durelin's body and dragged it out of the heat of the battle. He laid the body on the grass beneath a tree and folded Durelin's hands on his chest. "Rest in peace, friend," he said slowly before running back into the cave to meet whatever destiny waited for him. [ February 28, 2003: Message edited by: Legolas'_girl ]