"Nothing" replied Telpeheled to Maeralagos' question. "It's just...just a joke. Something I told Bordarigorn."
Maeralagos' face looked awfully pale.
"Are you sure you shouldn't be the one leaning weakly against a tree? Maybe you should sit down before you fall. What is wrong?" asked Telpeheled painfully.
"Talk to me. Can't you see it hurts me to talk?" he continued slightly fretfully.
I sound like a child whining! he thought. Now on top of causing everyone to run around me because I can't handle myself in battle, I'm moaning at the person who is so nice to me and behaving as if I were an infant at my mothers knee. He sighed softly.
"I should not have come to burden you like this" he muttered to himself as well as Maeralagos. "Bordarigorn was right to be doubtful, his error came in changing his mind."
"Will you just sit down please?" he suddenly burst out, startling Maeralagos.
Oops, I suppose I'm still slightly emotional
[ February 22, 2003: Message edited by: Lyra Greenleaf ]
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“Sylphs of the forest,” I whispered. “Spirits of oak, beech and ash. Dryads of Rowan and hazel, hear us. You who have guided and guarded our every footstep, you who have sheltered our growth, we honour you."
the Forbidden Link
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