Alcyávëiel walked at the end of the group,looking around and sighing deeply.The edge of Mirkwood was sinking behind them,and though the area wasn't as grown over or treeless as she remembered,this trail still had a familiar smell,and she knew from years past that the small pink and orange rûdhtathran flowers were starting to bloom.A small part of the weight had momentarily been lifted off of her chest.
They walked on when the smell suddenly became stronger."Excuse me"she said to Rowen,one of the few human customers she had ever had,"we need to hurry,the flowers in this area,they tend to bloom and seed very quickly before a storm".
She turned towards Merenwen."We have a few hours to find shelter or low grounds,of all the things I thought could happen,I never expected this".
The weight in her chest returned as she thought bitterly,=Barely two steps out of the woods,and already we're having trouble!This had better not be a sighn of things to come!=
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