Aislan was distracted from her thoughts as she heard the playing of Estelarion's flute ahead of her. She smiled, remembering how the Inn sometimes had mintrel's visit. Aislan walked up to Estelarion, Menelduliniel, and Hinura.
"You should play the song with us when Gandalf tells us to sing it," came Menelduliniel's voice.
"I believe I shall," Hinura answered.
"I have only heard a few chords, and it is already more beautiful than most I have heard," Aislan commented as the three turned and looked at who spoke.
"So many elvish songs are, to mortal ears." Estelarion spoke in return.
"Ah. What is it called? The song, I mean..." Aislan asked, looking from Estelarion to Menelduliniel.
"Nallal," Menelduliniel answered.
"Lovely, can't wait to hear it." Aislan finished as she called to Eruntale. Eruntale came trotting up to Aislan. Aislan smiled and mounted the mare with grace learned over the years. Aislan rode up farther towards Alearindu and Volondil on Mornen.
"How do you feel?" Aislan asked, looking at how Volondil tried hard not to move to much on Mornen.
"Better..." Volondil's gaze darted here and there, and he seemed preoccupied. Aislan smiled let him go about what he was doing.
Aislan sighed, feeling a bit useless at that moment. But she knew that being out was better than being in. She wondered about the Castle, wondered about what they would find when they made it there.
[ December 26, 2002: Message edited by: Aylwen Dreamsong ]
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