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Envinyatar · 01-28-2006, 03:42 PM

Öremir, are you not here?

Lindir’s plea rang loudly in Orëmir’s mind. I am with you, Lindir! he shouted. But I cannot pass the door. It is still blocked against any entry.

He gave another shove against the stubborn door, but it would not move. Orëmir could feel the tenor of his companion’s thoughts change. A certain dread had come upon him. Not just the weight of the bones as his body lay trapped among them, but the fear of death was now on him. Orëmir lent the strength of his spirit to Lindir as the man called out for help to the Diviner.

At the very back of his mind, as if from a great distance, he could hear his brother calling, seeking. With an effort of will Orëmir pulled his twin’s thoughts in closer, seeking what strength he could from them.

I have gone too far in with him, brother mine. I am caught in the tangle of his fears and struggles. Here . . . here is the way to where we lie There was a pause in his thoughts as Lindir faced the sword held over him by the bony hand.

Hurry! Hurry! If the sword pierces him, we will both be gone . . .

01-28-2006, 03:42 PM	#11
Envinyatar Quill Revenant Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: Wandering through the Downs..... Posts: 849	Öremir, are you not here? Lindir’s plea rang loudly in Orëmir’s mind. I am with you, Lindir! he shouted. But I cannot pass the door. It is still blocked against any entry. He gave another shove against the stubborn door, but it would not move. Orëmir could feel the tenor of his companion’s thoughts change. A certain dread had come upon him. Not just the weight of the bones as his body lay trapped among them, but the fear of death was now on him. Orëmir lent the strength of his spirit to Lindir as the man called out for help to the Diviner. At the very back of his mind, as if from a great distance, he could hear his brother calling, seeking. With an effort of will Orëmir pulled his twin’s thoughts in closer, seeking what strength he could from them. I have gone too far in with him, brother mine. I am caught in the tangle of his fears and struggles. Here . . . here is the way to where we lie There was a pause in his thoughts as Lindir faced the sword held over him by the bony hand. Hurry! Hurry! If the sword pierces him, we will both be gone . . .