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Eressië Ailin · 04-05-2003, 03:56 PM

Luin recollected the previous night's events in her head as she walked along the road. 'The Elf who was talking about the Ainereg plant,' she muttered to herself, 'the leader. She seems so familiar.' She looked around her, at the rotting corpses, picturing Andunériel's face in her mind. 'I know that I've met her before,' Luin whispered. 'I just can't put my finger on it.' Her thoughts of the mysterious Elf subsided, for the time being. Instead, she thought about when she had volunteered to join the strange company on their quest for the Ainereg. 'When I said that I was from Imladris, that Elf seemed so...' Luin couldn't think of the right word for it. 'She looked like she was very familiar with the place,' Luin thought. 'I wonder, what brings her here?'

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'Hallo. My name is Peony Fields.' Luin looked up suddenly as the young hobbit repeated herself. There was a girl walking beside her that Luin hadn't noticed earlier, not even half of the elf's height.

'Hello there, little one,' said Luin, a little uncomfortably; she wasn't much of a 'people-person.' She had never met a Hobbit before. The one in front of her, Peony, stared up at her with amazement and a smile. 'Some call me Luin.'

[ April 05, 2003: Message edited by: Eressië Ailin ]

04-05-2003, 03:56 PM	#46
Eressië Ailin Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Feb 2003 Location: Past the Point of No Return... Posts: 502	Luin recollected the previous night's events in her head as she walked along the road. 'The Elf who was talking about the Ainereg plant,' she muttered to herself, 'the leader. She seems so familiar.' She looked around her, at the rotting corpses, picturing Andunériel's face in her mind. 'I know that I've met her before,' Luin whispered. 'I just can't put my finger on it.' Her thoughts of the mysterious Elf subsided, for the time being. Instead, she thought about when she had volunteered to join the strange company on their quest for the Ainereg. 'When I said that I was from Imladris, that Elf seemed so...' Luin couldn't think of the right word for it. 'She looked like she was very familiar with the place,' Luin thought. 'I wonder, what brings her here?' ******************* 'Hallo. My name is Peony Fields.' Luin looked up suddenly as the young hobbit repeated herself. There was a girl walking beside her that Luin hadn't noticed earlier, not even half of the elf's height. 'Hello there, little one,' said Luin, a little uncomfortably; she wasn't much of a 'people-person.' She had never met a Hobbit before. The one in front of her, Peony, stared up at her with amazement and a smile. 'Some call me Luin.' [ April 05, 2003: Message edited by: Eressië Ailin ] __________________ Holy angel, in Heaven blessed... My spirit longs with thee to rest! ~Faust Never judge a book by its movie. ~J. W. Eagan By the big slippers of big slipperdom! ~M. Gillenormand, Les Misérables My blog!