Elwen loooked at soronume, deep into his eyes. "A wound or just the memory of one?"
"Only the memory now remains." was his quiet reply, still holding his side.
"Would you like me to do something about it?" Elwen smiled. She could feel his pain, it was strange. Not the type of pain she was used to, and mixed with the pain of the old wound was memories from his past. "Only once have i seen a similar wound, and that was long ago when i was not on this earth, i fear that i have lost some of the power i once had. But i can try if you wish..."
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Nai Vardo eleni ilye lumenn' enomentielvo siluvar!
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