[Niluial]

Elwë gazed at the torn gray clouds that streaked across the cold sky, he felt uneasy, he wasn’t sure why but he didn’t like the feeling at all. Andtuariel moved closer to the fire rubbing her soft hands together in hope to feel warmer. Elwë put his two arms around Andtuariel’s waist and hugged her tightly. She turned around quickly when he hugged her; things were still awkward since their kiss.

“What is happening with dinner?” Andtuariel inquired.

“Er, I think Annû and Rôg are sorting that out.”

“No, they ventured off somewhere, I have no idea where.”

“Oh” Elwë said suspiciously.

“Then I’ll prepare the food, we need an early night.” Andtuariel said, then she headed off to the food supplies and started to prepare it.

The stars shone brightly across the blackened sky. It was dark but the blazing fire of reds and oranges lit the campsite up. Elwë hadn’t seen Annû or Rôg and was worried that something may have happened, he cleared the thought from his head and was sure they just got sidetracked or were taking their time back, as it had just gone dark. He saw Andtuariel sitting on a log by the fire, she was in deep thought, one could see by her facial expression, he loved to catch her like that.

Elwë sat on a rock beside Andtuariel who was gazing at the dancing fire.

“It’s magical.” She said softly to him.

Elwë chuckled, “we love avoiding serious topics with small talk.”

“We have nothing to talk about that is serious.”

“I’m sorry about the other night, I may have been out of place.”

“No not at all” she said as she got up and walked towards the other lossoth females.

Elwë returned to his deep thoughts from earlier on and he felt uneasy once again. His eyelids slowly closed and soon his deep thoughts disappeared.