Radae pressed her body into the horse's neck as the mane streamed out around her face, framing with the glow of sunset and fire, and Shade wondered if the dragon half of his companion wouldn't "burn" through and show anyway. They rode onwards in silence, except for the rushing pound of the horses' hooves. Eastward, every eastward.
Radae thought about Faye, and hoped that her friend was not in immediate danger. She knew that it was impossible to be captured by orcs and not be in some trouble, but she hoped that Faye could last until she and Shade could break her free. She also thought about Collette and wondered how on Middle Earth Aranel was going to keep the little hobbit fed...
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***I am Elf, Hobbit, Man, and Dragon-my children are the peoples of the everlasting world-my hands made the trees and rivers- I am Heriel Aradaewen-Kemen'mamil, the Earthmother.***
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