Umbria looked into the man's eyes and suddenly she understood. "I do not know much of mortal need and happiness, now I understand" Umbria Bowed her head.
"you are correct, I do have a gift of perception, whether I would call it a gift, rather than a curse, well, that is another matter" she smiled "there are many troubled men here"
She picked up the papers she had been writing in the elven script for hours and threw them into the fire. "do you have a name?" she asked.
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"Athena, stepping up behind him, visible to no one but Achillies, gripped his red-gold hair. Startled he made a half turn, and he knew her upon the instant for Athena." ~The Iliad~
~My lord, Éomer~
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