[Orofaniel]

Firiel got together with Arilewen as soon as they camped and they prepared a small meal.

"I'm so hungry!" Firiel exclaimed. "It feels like we've been walking for ....a long time.." Firiel sighed. Arilewen gave a short laugh. "I'm hungry as well, dear Firiel. But then I think of the Undying lands, Valinor, and then all my other thoughts and feelings are lost and forgotten. For a while at least..." Arilewen said and smiled.

"True...true," Firiel replied. "It's a comforting and surprisingly happy thought." Firiel continued.

"It is, isn't it?" Arilewen laughed. Firiel nodded and smiled.

There was a short silence while they made the meal that was soon going to ease everyone's stomach ache. "I think it's ready now." Arilewen said.

~*~

While the company ate they talked about the Shirelings. Firiel thought of them as a very interesting race, even though they were mortal.

"So, these shirelings are mortal?" Dunaire asked after a while. "Yeah, I believe so," Solondil said. Firiel shivered: the thought of being mortal, to die...eventually….

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