Stormdancer of Doom
Join Date: Jan 2002
Location: Elvish singing is not a thing to miss, in June under the stars
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ooc: Don't worry Rose, if I'm allowed, I may "return" as one of Lindo's great-great--grandsons, or something. I've had too much fun with this rpg already... I hate to leave.
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Lindo noticed that Nitir was by herself. Azra-- Rose-- was also alone. He got up to go and say goodbye, but several curious Snowhobbits got up to follow him. He stopped them. They knew that Azra and Nitir were leaving, because they had sent spies to the council windows, but there were some things they hadn't connected yet, and some things he wanted privacy for. They reluctantly stopped, Retya looking rather downcast.
On his way to Nitir, Lindo stopped by Azra first.
He sat down with her, and met her mischievous gaze; he thought she was suddenly full of turmoil. He didn't know she was bursting to tell him a dozen things that she could not say.
He smiled at her, and said, "Azra... Rose. I don't know when you and Nitir are going to leave, so I'm going to get my goodbyes in early, if you don't mind."
Azra glared at him; she hated goodbyes; but then bowed her head, and nodded.
"I don't know where you are going, really, or what you will do. I mean, Ancalimon tried to explain it all, but it didn't make much sense at the time. But what I do know, is that someday, if all goes well, many years from now, you will be back. And so, as long as Nitir agrees, then I'll be teaching the children to tell their children, to wait for you. And to hope. I'll tell them to remember the names Rose, and Mistress Goodchild, and The Lonely Star; and when they hear those names again, to listen carefully, and follow."
Rose nodded, extremely cautiously. "You'd better check with Child. But I hope that that's okay."
Lindo nodded. "I will. And you, young lady, you listen to her too. She's wise, and she understands you, I think, more than you know. Believe it or not, she was my age once, and she was your age once too. Try and listen to everything she tells you."
Rose sighed, knowing that Lindo was right, but why did grownups have to lecture like this? Half of her wanted to give him a shove. But the other half didn't.
"And, Rose? I have no doubt that whatever obstacles you meet, you will face them head on. And I doubt that they will have a ghost of a chance against you." He leaned forward, and kissed her forehead, and smiled at her. And then he stood up to leave.
"That's all? No hug?" she said, in disbelief.
Lindo laughed out loud, and held out his arms, and she jumped up, and they shared a quick hug. All the Snowhobbits gaped, and he knew that wild gossip would fly through their ranks, at least until Rose and Nitir disappeared, and then they would understand. He gave her another kiss, this time on the cheek, and then turned to find Nitir.
She saw him coming, and waited where she sat. He knelt in front of her, and took both her hands, but this was a lot harder. All thie things he had planned to say got choked out. He struggled a bit, and then he said, "I will miss you terribly. You have been like a mother to me, and you have taught me more than you know. And-- "
She waited. And he laughed. "...thank you so much for your patience, " he finished. "I know I haven't been easy to deal with."
She smiled sadly, not ready to reply.
"I'll be writing songs about you, as soon as I can stand it, but not today. Can I tell the young ones to wait for Rose, and Mistress Goodchild, from The Lonely Star?" he continued, and waited for her answer.
She thought. "I don't know. Let me think it over, and I will let you know."
He nodded. "There's one more thing. I know when you come back, I'll be gone, and the Snowhobbits too. If you don't mind, when you come back-- could you sing one of the old lullabyes, for me, and for them?" After you sing over Maura, he thought, but didn't say it.
Nitir nodded, and quickly turned her head. Lindo kissed her hands, and got up and returned to where Retya was, and sat down beside him. Retya saw the tears in Lindo's eyes, and immediately began fending off all the other curious Snowhobbits who came over. He did a good job, and Lindo had a few good minutes to pull himself together. He would finish grieving after they were really gone.
Lindo reasoned that when Nitir and Azra left, the Snowhobbits would figure it all out, and then it would be his turn to protect them as they cried.
[ August 19, 2002: Message edited by: mark12_30 ]
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