Nuinyulma returned to her seat and smiled at Doran.
"I heard what she said Nuinyulma. There is no need to hide it from me or to stand up for me. I can fight my own battles." He stared at her new jewel and was painfully reminded of his parents. She took his hand in hers and quietly whispered part of her favourite verse;
/All that is gold does not glitter
Not all those who wander are lost
The strong which is old does not wither
Deep roots are not reached by the frost [/]
"Remember Doran, those who love you will wish to help you. Pain from the past should, should not haunt you. Life continually moves on, until it is ended. At least for you it is- one day I will leave this world forever but not to death. Be glad that you do not share this fate for otherwise you will be constricted to dreaming and those who dream do not make things that are good happen."
"You are right Nuinyulma, I fear. I do dream to much. I dream about changing the past and what might have been. I will stay here for one more day and then leave, we will eave together and shall make our way south to wherever the road takes us."
"I cannot. I am staying here a while yet, I will work to earn my keep and then I do not know- I am sorry if you shall not stay but that is my decision."
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~*Nuinyulma*~
All that is gold does not glitter...
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