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Legolas'_girl · 02-17-2003, 04:15 PM

Melcildir stood silently beside a tree, listening peacefully to the song of Erdamineon.

He had been intending to ask the question, but he feared the answer more than anything he had yet feared. Was it possible that these were his last days to walk Arda? More perplexing, how did he know this? Where did these feelings of dread come from?

If only his sister were here! Melcirial was his twin sister and his best friend. She also, as Erdamineon, posseed the gift of seeing. She had a keen perception and an unusual penetration into the minds of others. She could answer his wonderings and put his weary mind to rest. She always could. But had he gained a bit of this, this future sight? How else would he have known?

Melcildir was about to approach the other Elf(he was finished with his song), when Mearalagos came. His tone was urgent and he sounded troubled. Noiselessly, Melcildir followed. Again, he would be deprived of an answer for yet a little while...

02-17-2003, 04:15 PM	#11
Legolas'_girl Pile O'Bones Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: The golden woods of Lòrien Posts: 21	Melcildir stood silently beside a tree, listening peacefully to the song of Erdamineon. He had been intending to ask the question, but he feared the answer more than anything he had yet feared. Was it possible that these were his last days to walk Arda? More perplexing, how did he know this? Where did these feelings of dread come from? If only his sister were here! Melcirial was his twin sister and his best friend. She also, as Erdamineon, posseed the gift of seeing. She had a keen perception and an unusual penetration into the minds of others. She could answer his wonderings and put his weary mind to rest. She always could. But had he gained a bit of this, this future sight? How else would he have known? Melcildir was about to approach the other Elf(he was finished with his song), when Mearalagos came. His tone was urgent and he sounded troubled. Noiselessly, Melcildir followed. Again, he would be deprived of an answer for yet a little while...