"Well met Enif," Éofalas said. "I am from Rohan but I don't think I have seen you there... yes the stable that’s why you looked so familiar…”
Éofalas smiled, Enif seamed to be hesitant to ask a question but it was there anyway. He tried to tell what she was looking at and found himself staring at his ring. "She notices much..." Éofalas murmured to himself.
“You see my ring, I see…” Éofalas said cautiously. “It was my mothers…” Éofalas looked away. Would Enif want to be bother with his problems?
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I have been: eating sugar, drinking caffeinated soda, doing the wave, the disco and various other dances just as, if not more humiliating, and all in all, acting like the deranged Pirate that I am…
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