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Gorothlammothiel · 12-14-2002, 06:28 PM

Soronûmë smiled at the maiden, "Indeed, I am Soronûmë, mae govannen star-maiden." He gestured to a table not far from the bar where Dwarin was talking to a young hobbit, and the two sat down.

"Yea Elwen" he spoke softly, "I have travelled far, though there is little to tell you of my journey for I know so little myself. I wander the lands, whichever they are for I am unconsious of their names. That is which I was never taught, for I was an outcast of my people, though they were not mine. The family I had did not belong to me, they were my brothers for he deserved them. His parents took me in, when I had no where else to go and they were all I knew" Soronûmë continued his tale whilst looking towards the open harth, Elwen, twirling strands of hair around her fingers, seemingly following every word.

"Those are the days I remember as clearly as a cool winters morn though those were the days most painful to remember. A loving family they were but they did never understand me, no one ever could. The only one who may was my brother but he too is gone now. I learnt very little from the people who cared and loved for me, little that is apart from a deep affection for them. My people they could never tell me of, it was to be my quest."

Soronûmë seemed pained to speak of such a time, but looked up to the maiden and forced a smile. He knew she would know other than that he showed but Soronûmë stopped his tale there and asked Elwen "This master you speak of, there is a tale there for you to tell. I fear mine is nothing but depressing and not for the ears of one such as you, deserving so more."

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12-14-2002, 06:28 PM	#11
Gorothlammothiel Registered User Join Date: Feb 2002 Location: Sitting in front of my preferred world.... Posts: 254	Soronûmë smiled at the maiden, "Indeed, I am Soronûmë, mae govannen star-maiden." He gestured to a table not far from the bar where Dwarin was talking to a young hobbit, and the two sat down. "Yea Elwen" he spoke softly, "I have travelled far, though there is little to tell you of my journey for I know so little myself. I wander the lands, whichever they are for I am unconsious of their names. That is which I was never taught, for I was an outcast of my people, though they were not mine. The family I had did not belong to me, they were my brothers for he deserved them. His parents took me in, when I had no where else to go and they were all I knew" Soronûmë continued his tale whilst looking towards the open harth, Elwen, twirling strands of hair around her fingers, seemingly following every word. "Those are the days I remember as clearly as a cool winters morn though those were the days most painful to remember. A loving family they were but they did never understand me, no one ever could. The only one who may was my brother but he too is gone now. I learnt very little from the people who cared and loved for me, little that is apart from a deep affection for them. My people they could never tell me of, it was to be my quest." Soronûmë seemed pained to speak of such a time, but looked up to the maiden and forced a smile. He knew she would know other than that he showed but Soronûmë stopped his tale there and asked Elwen "This master you speak of, there is a tale there for you to tell. I fear mine is nothing but depressing and not for the ears of one such as you, deserving so more."