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Elenna · 10-21-2002, 04:52 PM

Arawil was a bit perturbed. First of all, Hreeza and King Thranduil had made her ride a horse. They had given her a spirited black gelding named Nightwind, and as horses went he was all right, but she would much prefer to climb through the trees. Then there were what seemed like a dozen squabbling traveling companions. They couldn't stop arguing for a second! Arawil pitied poor Min. Dykoria would have to be dealt with.

She was still fuming about this when Hreeza whispered in her ear "Stop! There's someone approaching!"

From behind them, towards Thranduil's palace, an elf woman came running up. She collapsed by Arawil's left leg, grasping a corner of the Maia's gray cloak.

"Please! Please! You have to help me! My little Nolvennion!" The woman began to sob, her body shaking. Arawil dismounted quickly and knelt beside the woman.

"What's wrong? Tell me what happened, and I'll see if I can do anything."

"My son! He has been taken by someone, a huge man! I tried to stop him, but I couldn't...I couldn't" The woman began to cry again, sobs racking her slender body. Arawil gingerly put her arms around the woman's shoulders and made faces of discomfort as the distraught mother sobbed into her cloak.

"Don't worry. We will find your son."

10-21-2002, 04:52 PM	#1
Elenna A Ghostly Light Join Date: Apr 2002 Location: My private bubble of innocence Posts: 563	Arawil was a bit perturbed. First of all, Hreeza and King Thranduil had made her ride a horse. They had given her a spirited black gelding named Nightwind, and as horses went he was all right, but she would much prefer to climb through the trees. Then there were what seemed like a dozen squabbling traveling companions. They couldn't stop arguing for a second! Arawil pitied poor Min. Dykoria would have to be dealt with. She was still fuming about this when Hreeza whispered in her ear "Stop! There's someone approaching!" From behind them, towards Thranduil's palace, an elf woman came running up. She collapsed by Arawil's left leg, grasping a corner of the Maia's gray cloak. "Please! Please! You have to help me! My little Nolvennion!" The woman began to sob, her body shaking. Arawil dismounted quickly and knelt beside the woman. "What's wrong? Tell me what happened, and I'll see if I can do anything." "My son! He has been taken by someone, a huge man! I tried to stop him, but I couldn't...I couldn't" The woman began to cry again, sobs racking her slender body. Arawil gingerly put her arms around the woman's shoulders and made faces of discomfort as the distraught mother sobbed into her cloak. "Don't worry. We will find your son." __________________ If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is "God is crying." And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is "Probably because of something you did."