Elorn was glad that other elves went to help of the new arrival and her wounded sister. The poor elf looked tired and as if her shoulder was hurting her greatly.
He returned to Alasse, who had taken a seat, and sat down. He sat silent for a short while thinking, again, of home. Remembering Alasse he shook himself, and started talking, he didn’t really care about what.
“How often do you come to the Shire?” He asked, hoping it wasn’t to personal a question, “This is my first time seeing these parts, and I probably wont be staying long.”
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