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Gandalf_theGrey · 02-12-2003, 12:45 AM

* Giles blushed all the way down to his toes with dazed surprise! Suddenly he became aware that he'd entirely forgotten Dafodyl's last name. That is, if he'd ever known it in the first place ... For the only time they'd ever spoken was when they were running for their lives from the trolls. *

* Giles smiled as their embrace came to an end. He caught the Hobbit lass's glance as she coyly turned. His own eyes held an expression soft and serious. *

I am sorry, Dafodyl, you are a really nice lass, and we have been through quite a lot. But my heart belongs to someone else.

* Giles bowed a low bow. Closing his eyes, he noticed he was moving, running through the halls of Rivendell. He opened his eyes again. Past white marble columns with flecks of silver, past the statue of the Star-Lady the Elves called "Elbereth," past the curious rectangular doors of maple he'd inspected, rehinged, and sanded just so, past the oak cabinets whose loose knobs he'd tightened, under comfortably-curving arches and stately domes ... Throughout all of Rivendell, Giles ran shouting one name at the top of his lungs, until it echoed and echoed. *

AUTUMN !!!

[ February 12, 2003: Message edited by: Gandalf_theGrey ]

02-12-2003, 12:45 AM	#23
Gandalf_theGrey Visionary Spirit Join Date: May 2002 Posts: 633	* Giles blushed all the way down to his toes with dazed surprise! Suddenly he became aware that he'd entirely forgotten Dafodyl's last name. That is, if he'd ever known it in the first place ... For the only time they'd ever spoken was when they were running for their lives from the trolls. * * Giles smiled as their embrace came to an end. He caught the Hobbit lass's glance as she coyly turned. His own eyes held an expression soft and serious. * I am sorry, Dafodyl, you are a really nice lass, and we have been through quite a lot. But my heart belongs to someone else. * Giles bowed a low bow. Closing his eyes, he noticed he was moving, running through the halls of Rivendell. He opened his eyes again. Past white marble columns with flecks of silver, past the statue of the Star-Lady the Elves called "Elbereth," past the curious rectangular doors of maple he'd inspected, rehinged, and sanded just so, past the oak cabinets whose loose knobs he'd tightened, under comfortably-curving arches and stately domes ... Throughout all of Rivendell, Giles ran shouting one name at the top of his lungs, until it echoed and echoed. * AUTUMN !!! [ February 12, 2003: Message edited by: Gandalf_theGrey ]