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shieldmaiden · 05-10-2002, 12:52 PM

The cart was shaking and trembling on the uneven rocky road but it didn’t disturb Haleth from dozing for a few hours. She hadn’t had more than a few hours of sleep in the last few days and the chance to close her eyes for a few moments was a blessed gift.

Taradan was not asleep. He was sitting in silence, thinking. He glanced over Baranthôl’s face. Even in sleep Baranthôl looked worried , his mouth slightly opened , frowning and lids moving like he was dreaming something not very pleasant. Taradan remembered what he had thought of that night when he heard him crying over his dead horse. There was something strange about the young man. Now, in daylight, his thoughts seemed silly to him but still...Baranthôl’s face could pass both as a face of a man or a woman and his voice wasn’t particularly manly nor womanish , anyway, the man didn’t talk much . Strange he was, sometimes bloodthirsty and merciless and yet sometimes gentle and fragile. “My injury must have addled my mind when it makes me think about such insane things. It would be better for me to rest “.

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05-10-2002, 12:52 PM	#11
shieldmaiden Wight Join Date: Oct 2001 Location: oblivion Posts: 103	The cart was shaking and trembling on the uneven rocky road but it didn’t disturb Haleth from dozing for a few hours. She hadn’t had more than a few hours of sleep in the last few days and the chance to close her eyes for a few moments was a blessed gift. Taradan was not asleep. He was sitting in silence, thinking. He glanced over Baranthôl’s face. Even in sleep Baranthôl looked worried , his mouth slightly opened , frowning and lids moving like he was dreaming something not very pleasant. Taradan remembered what he had thought of that night when he heard him crying over his dead horse. There was something strange about the young man. Now, in daylight, his thoughts seemed silly to him but still...Baranthôl’s face could pass both as a face of a man or a woman and his voice wasn’t particularly manly nor womanish , anyway, the man didn’t talk much . Strange he was, sometimes bloodthirsty and merciless and yet sometimes gentle and fragile. “My injury must have addled my mind when it makes me think about such insane things. It would be better for me to rest “. [ May 10, 2002: Message edited by: shieldmaiden ] __________________ Huonya harya vanyë heni yassen sila i eleni! :)