Isilmė was starting to feel a bit discouraged. This party wasn't going at all the way she had hoped! She had to be very boring indeed, considering that the boy who had come to keep her company had now remained silent for a good ten hours at least! Her singing hadn't elicited much (read: at all) attention either. And as if this wasn't enough, it rained inside. And - on top of everything - there was the Karaoke. And the Macarena. Isilmė shuddered.
Well, at least she had finally located the person, who had been singing The Clash. It was a hobbit- woman, standing not far away from her. Isilmė smiled at her approvingly (although she had probably no idea, why), but didn't dare to leave Talōmi alone. Instead, she turned to order something to eat (having just realized she hadn't eaten anything for three days!). She finally settled for a " Sam's special", (which seemed to contain rabbit, potatoes and some sort of herbs) and for a while she forgot everything else around her.
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Be strong, saith my heart; I am a soldier, I have seen worse sights than this. - Iliad -
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