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piosenniel · 08-15-2002, 10:16 PM

The clouds rolled apart for one brief moment, and the silver wash of moonlight drew the attention of the dragon on her mast-top perch.

She looked hard into the distance. Something very large was flying swiftly toward the ship. Now roused to full alert, she sent a directive toward the unknown creature.

Identify yourself! Approach no closer!

She glided out over the water on a path taking her toward the nearing shadow. Growing larger as she flew, she sent out a warning to stop once again.

It is Thorondor who approaches. sent the flying creature. I bear a rider who desires to speak with you before you sail this morning. Allow us to approach, dragon, if you will.

The great eagle flew above Angara, and dropped the man upon the dragon's back. Seeing that his rider had been transferred safely to the dragon, he wheeled in a tight half-circle in the air and made to return to Beleriand.

Thank you, my friend! came the thought of the man. The eagle dipped his wing in response and flew on.

'A man who speaks mind-to-mind?!' thought Angara to herself. 'This cannot be! I have never heard of it!'

And yet it is so. came the thought from the man as they approached the deck of the ship.

Angara allowed him to disembark as she hovered near the deck, then she returned to a smaller size.

She looked closely at the man now standing on the deck and took the essence of him in with all her senses.

'You have the form of a man, and a man's smell,' she said, wrinkling her snout, 'yet there is somehting more to you not quite concealed by a young man's simple face and the dishevelled clothing which you wear. Your eyes are much too keen, and they have a piercing intelligence which lies behind them.' She circled him slowly, sensing no fear of her. 'And then, of course, there is the problem of a "man" who calls on the King of Eagles for a ride and is given one.' She came once more round him once again to face him.

'Who are you?' she asked, her words sliding softly into the air between them. 'And what is it that brings you here to the Lonely Star.'

'Ancalimon - that is what I am named.' said the man. 'And I wish to go to Númenor with you.'

08-15-2002, 10:16 PM	#12
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	The clouds rolled apart for one brief moment, and the silver wash of moonlight drew the attention of the dragon on her mast-top perch. She looked hard into the distance. Something very large was flying swiftly toward the ship. Now roused to full alert, she sent a directive toward the unknown creature. Identify yourself! Approach no closer! She glided out over the water on a path taking her toward the nearing shadow. Growing larger as she flew, she sent out a warning to stop once again. It is Thorondor who approaches. sent the flying creature. I bear a rider who desires to speak with you before you sail this morning. Allow us to approach, dragon, if you will. The great eagle flew above Angara, and dropped the man upon the dragon's back. Seeing that his rider had been transferred safely to the dragon, he wheeled in a tight half-circle in the air and made to return to Beleriand. Thank you, my friend! came the thought of the man. The eagle dipped his wing in response and flew on. 'A man who speaks mind-to-mind?!' thought Angara to herself. 'This cannot be! I have never heard of it!' And yet it is so. came the thought from the man as they approached the deck of the ship. Angara allowed him to disembark as she hovered near the deck, then she returned to a smaller size. She looked closely at the man now standing on the deck and took the essence of him in with all her senses. 'You have the form of a man, and a man's smell,' she said, wrinkling her snout, 'yet there is somehting more to you not quite concealed by a young man's simple face and the dishevelled clothing which you wear. Your eyes are much too keen, and they have a piercing intelligence which lies behind them.' She circled him slowly, sensing no fear of her. 'And then, of course, there is the problem of a "man" who calls on the King of Eagles for a ride and is given one.' She came once more round him once again to face him. 'Who are you?' she asked, her words sliding softly into the air between them. 'And what is it that brings you here to the Lonely Star.' 'Ancalimon - that is what I am named.' said the man. 'And I wish to go to Númenor with you.' __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.