Menelduliniel and Estelarion came down the stairs from their room, where they had been talking, to hear the sound of a mug crash on the floor. All stood spellbound, and a beautiful Elf stood, where she had just been singing.
"Hain darthar mereth gwain, thia (They have endured a new festival, it seems)," Estelarion whispered.
"Aye," Menelduliniel whispered back, "I was going to ask to sing, but I see that we are not able to compete with this beauty."
They silently made their way across the room and sat by the fire, wondering what new magic would happen while they were at this Inn...
[ December 18, 2002: Message edited by: VanimaEdhel ]
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