It proved an uneventful night on the river. The three travellers rose early and broke their fast with a simple meal from last night's leftovers.
Maneuvering the swan-ship in the narrow channel proved a challenge. Working together, though, they managed it well and were soon on their way, long before the sun itself had peeked over the eastern ridge.
The current was with them now, and they flew down it swiftly to the bay. Just as swiftly they made their way round the peninsula of Hyarnustar and back into the open sea beyond the Bay of Eldalondė.
Once near the Lonely Star, Tulė sent his ship sailing westward, while the three rowed back to the Star in a boat brought out by Daisy.
Veritas and Kali were waiting on deck, as well as Levanto, whom they had brought on board for the time jump.
They sailed northeast, a strong wind at their back pushing them at great speed. A day later they were in position for the jump to the First Age.
Tulė stood at the railing and faced the long, empty stretch of sea to the east. He heard the snick of the crystal as its cover engaged, and felt the wink and shimmer of time as the sunken lands resumed their positions. His grey eyes shone with delight and wonder.
'Beleriand!'
[ August 18, 2002: Message edited by: piosenniel ]
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Eldest, thats what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.
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