Durwen left the bar and walked silently toward the door of the Inn. As she walked outside she felt a strange uneasiness in her stomach. The back of her neck tingled, she knew that feeling, someone was watching her. She turned around sharply and let out a scream of rage. She crumpled to the ground, an arrow in her chest.
A man bounded out of the shadows and walked carelessly toward Durwen. "So, I have defeated the 'Dark Maiden' with her own tricks," he said coldly.
"How did you-," Durwen tried to ask him, "How-"
"I have followed you ever since you left the east, do not think no one knows you served him," the man told her angrily.
"Who...are...you?"
"Durelin, sister."
"Brother!" she choked, "How could you!"
"How could I what? Kill you? You spy! How could you turn on your people, on Lorien!"
"Brother, forgive me, I-"
"You cannot be forgiven."
The woman's eyes burned with rage and hatred as she spoke for the last time, "Darkness is never completely gone from the world. It dwells in too many places." Then her eyes glazed over in death.
Durelin lifted up his sister's body and carried it into a patch of trees. He laid her down and covered her with his cloak. I will bury her in the morning.
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[ February 08, 2003: Message edited by: Durelin ]
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