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piosenniel · 11-06-2002, 02:27 PM

Pio turned, her husband’s arms still tight about her, laughing as she heard the Elf stop in mid-sentence. He had averted his eyes from this private moment and was backing out the door when she spoke to him, her eyes flashing impishly at his discomfort.

‘Fallinelë! Stay a moment. We were . . . celebrating - having come through this grievous time, whole. But now there is time in abundance for us, and I would speak with you. She pushed her books off the chair for him to sit. Her hand still clasped tightly in Mithadan’s, they sat on the edge of the bed facing him.

‘First, I want to thank you for piloting us all in safely, and for standing your ground in the press of battle. It was a small beacon of hope in that fire and darkness to see the white ships awaiting us at our return.’ He accepted this gracefully, saying that his ship was at their disposal for as long as it might be needed.

‘Ah, that is just what I had hoped to hear from you!’ She detailed for him then what would soon take place among the Hobbits, and how the remaining Hobbits would need transport to certain places in Middle-earth. His eyes grew wide for a brief moment as she spoke of Ulmo and of the Choosing. ‘It will be our pleasure to aid you in such a time as this, in which the promise of Light shines undimmed into the future.’ She smiled at him warmly, saying that soon Mithadan would have a plan worked out for the Hobbit transport and would discuss it with the Elven Captains. Fallinelë nodded at the Man, saying he would await his instruction.

They spoke then of other, lighter matters, and soon Fallinelë stood to go, saying he had planned to attend the memorial which was planned for today on the isle. She looked at him, and asked what he spoke of. He told her of the plans for the picnic and then for the memorial later that day.

Once he had gone, she pulled Mithadan to his feet, saying, ‘I suppose we ought to make an appearance today. Do you feel up to it?’

He grinned at her, holding her close. ‘Perhaps we could miss the picnic and appear at the memorial.’ He winked at her. Abundance of time, as you said . . . ‘

‘A compromise, perhaps?!’ she offered. ‘What say you to using our abundance of time later? I’m very hungry, and a relaxing meal in the fresh air, among friends sounds wonderful.’

‘As you wish.’ he said, laughing as he pulled on a clean shirt.

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piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Pio turned, her husband’s arms still tight about her, laughing as she heard the Elf stop in mid-sentence. He had averted his eyes from this private moment and was backing out the door when she spoke to him, her eyes flashing impishly at his discomfort. ‘Fallinelë! Stay a moment. We were . . . celebrating - having come through this grievous time, whole. But now there is time in abundance for us, and I would speak with you. She pushed her books off the chair for him to sit. Her hand still clasped tightly in Mithadan’s, they sat on the edge of the bed facing him. ‘First, I want to thank you for piloting us all in safely, and for standing your ground in the press of battle. It was a small beacon of hope in that fire and darkness to see the white ships awaiting us at our return.’ He accepted this gracefully, saying that his ship was at their disposal for as long as it might be needed. ‘Ah, that is just what I had hoped to hear from you!’ She detailed for him then what would soon take place among the Hobbits, and how the remaining Hobbits would need transport to certain places in Middle-earth. His eyes grew wide for a brief moment as she spoke of Ulmo and of the Choosing. ‘It will be our pleasure to aid you in such a time as this, in which the promise of Light shines undimmed into the future.’ She smiled at him warmly, saying that soon Mithadan would have a plan worked out for the Hobbit transport and would discuss it with the Elven Captains. Fallinelë nodded at the Man, saying he would await his instruction. They spoke then of other, lighter matters, and soon Fallinelë stood to go, saying he had planned to attend the memorial which was planned for today on the isle. She looked at him, and asked what he spoke of. He told her of the plans for the picnic and then for the memorial later that day. Once he had gone, she pulled Mithadan to his feet, saying, ‘I suppose we ought to make an appearance today. Do you feel up to it?’ He grinned at her, holding her close. ‘Perhaps we could miss the picnic and appear at the memorial.’ He winked at her. Abundance of time, as you said . . . ‘ ‘A compromise, perhaps?!’ she offered. ‘What say you to using our abundance of time later? I’m very hungry, and a relaxing meal in the fresh air, among friends sounds wonderful.’ ‘As you wish.’ he said, laughing as he pulled on a clean shirt. [ November 06, 2002: Message edited by: piosenniel ] __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.