Go back? Go home!?!
"Never!!!" Vráin's cry drowned suddenly all the other voices; "Leave me here if you wish but know that I will follow you to the Blue Mountains, crawling on all fours if need be!" the Dwarf's frustrated rage overflowed. "Elentari, I'm not just a foolish dwarf after some light adventure. If this indeed is what you think of me then I have only one thing to say to you: You are wrong! Has your despairing heart blurred your sight? Do you think I have come this far and suffered all this just to give up and turn back? NO! I will go with you till the end and should I perish on the way... then so be it. Don't you see? There is no turning back – for any of us..."
With that Vráin turned away and called for his pony. The beast came and Vráin groped for its bridle.
"Here..." Gráin was beside his brother and aided him. All about them the camp waited in dumbfounded silence. Vráin leaned heavily on Gráin's shoulder and mounted his steed, clutching tight to the saddle bow. Gráin stood by him and knew Vráin had made his decision: he would go forth. Gráin looked up at the dear figure. And I will go with him!
Vráin bent to his brother and whispered: "Turn the pony so that it will go straight towards west."
"Now," Vráin called out to his companions; "I'm going to hunt down the bloody Dragon! You may come with me or take your own routes; but our goal...our fate is the same. Farewell!" And with that he raised his head and urged his pony forward. The rest of the company stood dead still, watching as the blind Dwarf rode on. Suddenly a cry pierced the silence:
"Wait!"
[ June 24, 2003: Message edited by: Annunfuiniel ]
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