Tiruviel looked up at Nuinyulma, and found the elf looking back. It was like Nuinyulma knew was she was thinking.
Tiruviel had noticed that the conversation was dwindling a bit. Caranel had suddenly lapsed into silence as if he had remembered something important and poor Nuinyulma looked desperate to get it going again.
Tiruviel knew that this was the perfect time to suggest something but she didn't want to push anything this early.
"Well... I think I am going to carry on wandering middle earth. There are still many places that I would love to visit. It's a shame that I am all alone though, I wish I had company."
She let that last sentence hang in their thoughts, praying for a response.
"What about you Caranel?"
__________________
"There she walked before his eyes in Rivendale, clad in a mantle of silver and blue, fair as the twilight in elvenhome; her dark hair strayed in a sudden wind, and her brows were bound with gems like stars"
|