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Child of the 7th Age · 08-08-2002, 09:19 AM

After dressing and eating a light breakfast, Child padded softly down the hallway to Mithadan's door. She hesitated for a moment and then knocked.

"Mithadan, it's Child." The door slowly opened to reveal the figure of Mithadan, still dressed in his black gown. His face looked tired and worn. Child sighed and said, "I wanted to let you know. I couldn't sleep last night, and I made my way with Lindo over to the hobbit village. I saw Maura again."

"Even without my words, he understands that an attack will come sometime soon. I told him of how we struggled and struggled with the hope of finding some way to protect at least a small group of those hobbits most weak and vulnerable. But, wherever we looked, and however we searched, there did not seem to be any way."

"He was not surprised or disappointed, but said it was what he expected, that some things like this can not be changed or shifted, but must be lived through. In fact, the only concern he voiced was that, now that this matter was settled, my friends pack their belongings and leave this city. He said the doom may come tomorrow, or perhaps not for many months, but he was certain it would be here, and there was no need for any more to suffer than was needed."

"Mithadan, I agree with him. I see no more reason for either of us to linger here at Idrl's house. I will ride over to the hobbit village now, and I hope you will take Pio and Rose and Bird and also leave. Perhaps, if the powers will, we will see each other again some day."

Child turned to depart down the hallway, but then stopped. She ran back to Mithadan who still stood in the doorway, and then she did something she might not even have thought possible. She wrapped her arms around his lean, tall form and nestled her head in the crook of his arm, whispering, "Thank you. Thank you for the care you have shown my people. I will never forget what you have tried to do."

Then she ran down the hall and out of the house to her pony which stood saddled and waiting near the front lane.

[ August 08, 2002: Message edited by: Child of the 7th Age ]

08-08-2002, 09:19 AM	#451
Child of the 7th Age Spirit of the Lonely Star Join Date: Mar 2002 Posts: 5,133	After dressing and eating a light breakfast, Child padded softly down the hallway to Mithadan's door. She hesitated for a moment and then knocked. "Mithadan, it's Child." The door slowly opened to reveal the figure of Mithadan, still dressed in his black gown. His face looked tired and worn. Child sighed and said, "I wanted to let you know. I couldn't sleep last night, and I made my way with Lindo over to the hobbit village. I saw Maura again." "Even without my words, he understands that an attack will come sometime soon. I told him of how we struggled and struggled with the hope of finding some way to protect at least a small group of those hobbits most weak and vulnerable. But, wherever we looked, and however we searched, there did not seem to be any way." "He was not surprised or disappointed, but said it was what he expected, that some things like this can not be changed or shifted, but must be lived through. In fact, the only concern he voiced was that, now that this matter was settled, my friends pack their belongings and leave this city. He said the doom may come tomorrow, or perhaps not for many months, but he was certain it would be here, and there was no need for any more to suffer than was needed." "Mithadan, I agree with him. I see no more reason for either of us to linger here at Idrl's house. I will ride over to the hobbit village now, and I hope you will take Pio and Rose and Bird and also leave. Perhaps, if the powers will, we will see each other again some day." Child turned to depart down the hallway, but then stopped. She ran back to Mithadan who still stood in the doorway, and then she did something she might not even have thought possible. She wrapped her arms around his lean, tall form and nestled her head in the crook of his arm, whispering, "Thank you. Thank you for the care you have shown my people. I will never forget what you have tried to do." Then she ran down the hall and out of the house to her pony which stood saddled and waiting near the front lane. [ August 08, 2002: Message edited by: Child of the 7th Age ] __________________ Multitasking women are never too busy to vote.