The Psychotic Elf (Continued)

[ArwenBaggins]

Nayru rubs his head for a little longer, then he rolls over in the elves' hands, and she lowers her hand and goes up to Thengise.

"Thank you for coming to help us. Those elves were really hurting us. They did something to my neck so that I can barely stand it. And poor Sorell, they hurt him really badly. He won't even let me talk to him, and that's odd. He would listen to me talk for an age if need be. Some Elves just really disgrace that wonderful creation. My father's mother was an elf, and I loved her dearly the little time I knew her. But those Elves ashame the whole race."

She looks at Thengise sadly and then walks back to Sorell and rubs his hair again, and looks to the sky.

[ October 17, 2002: Message edited by: ArwenBaggins ]