A chill shot through the room, awakening Talenyanica from her nightmares. She sat up slowly and looked over at hearth, as cold as she is. Talen starts to rise to start the fire anew, but stops and gazes out the window. So far from home, but even far in her heart it seems. She stiffles her tears as she pulls on a cloak, drawing the hood over her pointed ears and long blonde hair. She pulls on her boots as the first stars out to the east begin to flicker out like an old flame. Talenyanica runs out of the room and down the stars with nothing, but remorse.
She runs out to the stables behind the Inn and grabs her loving liverchestnut gelding. A thought crosses her mind of her beautiful mare that she had left at home. She could still here the old mares whinny in her mind, it was the heartshattering whinny she gave at being left by the elven princess.
Talenyanica burst out of the stables as the sun rises. She wises to greet her old friend that has watched over her everyday, but instead she turns the gelding towards the west and gallups off her old friend warming her back as she searches for what she does not yet know.
[ June 13, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]
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