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piosenniel · 02-05-2003, 07:35 PM

Pio glanced up at the word laurië. The girl had finished speaking, and a slow blush was starting on her cheeks as she realized she had held them captive with her words for so long. ‘It means “golden”,’ the Elf said into the quiet.

‘Speak up, Miz Pio! These old ears can’t hear what you are saying. What’s that about gold?’ Amaranthas cupped her hand to her ear, waiting for Pio to explain.

‘Your name,’ she said, turning to Laurie, ‘it means golden. Were I to name you with your full name, your mother given name, I would call you Laurialassië, Golden Joy, for that is surely what she saw in you.’ Pio’s grey eyes darkened as she considered the young woman. ‘She has no idea!’ she thought to herself. Her eyes met those of Amaranthas, and she could see the old Hobbit was thinking along the same lines.

Amaranthas patted the girl on the arm, assuring her how interesting she found her story to be. ‘Did your father have no keepsakes of hers that he handed down to you?’ she asked. ‘Surely a Mother would leave something special for her only daughter.’

[ February 05, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]

02-05-2003, 07:35 PM	#437
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Pio glanced up at the word laurië. The girl had finished speaking, and a slow blush was starting on her cheeks as she realized she had held them captive with her words for so long. ‘It means “golden”,’ the Elf said into the quiet. ‘Speak up, Miz Pio! These old ears can’t hear what you are saying. What’s that about gold?’ Amaranthas cupped her hand to her ear, waiting for Pio to explain. ‘Your name,’ she said, turning to Laurie, ‘it means golden. Were I to name you with your full name, your mother given name, I would call you Laurialassië, Golden Joy, for that is surely what she saw in you.’ Pio’s grey eyes darkened as she considered the young woman. ‘She has no idea!’ she thought to herself. Her eyes met those of Amaranthas, and she could see the old Hobbit was thinking along the same lines. Amaranthas patted the girl on the arm, assuring her how interesting she found her story to be. ‘Did your father have no keepsakes of hers that he handed down to you?’ she asked. ‘Surely a Mother would leave something special for her only daughter.’ [ February 05, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ] __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.