Taralphiel walked to where Rudchamion had found shelter under an overhanging of a cliff. Water streamed down as they huddled away from the cold. She spoke up
"Is there such thing as a visionary?"
The elves looked at her and Khelek pricked up his ears
"Is this brought about by your fainting perhaps?" Rudchamion looked at her and she nodded
"I saw some evil things. They froze me to the bone. And this eye..."
She put her hand to her throat as if she was having trouble breathing. Anarya quickly spoke
"An eye? What did it look like?"
"Covered in flames" she breathed, shivering "It looked right into my soul. It told me this journey was futile? What...who...was it? Do you know?"
"Yes we do" said Rudchamion gravely "And it is a thing that I fear to speak of. A thing that has brought much suffering to us all, and much fear..."
The group sat in silence
"It may be that you do have a talent for such things Taralphiel" he said "And if you will, I would ask you to recount this vision in full"
She went into the description, and Rudchamion pondered on it, his grey eyes fixed on the rain cascading down before he spoke
"I suggest you all get some rest. I shall take watch while I think on these things"
With that Taralphiel rested her head on her bag and closed her eyes.
[ August 07, 2002: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]
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