The Green Dragon

[Carrûn]

Good Sir are you of Gonder?

The "old" man stirred slightly but did not respond.

Am I from Gondor? Where am I from? Born to a nomad I have never lived in a single spot for more than a year. Yet the ring my father used to wear on his right hand was said to have come from that country.

Are you of Gondor, old man?

How would an old man respond? I wish I knew.

The bright-eyed man sat in silence as the man next to him arose mumbling and left.

I suppose that could be considered rude. he laughed softly to himself as if enjoying some inside joke.

I cannot stay here long. A few days maybe and then I must be off looking for work. Though perhaps non are looking for swords and bows these days.

The "old" man sat in silence watching the embers of the fire. He seldom ate more than once a day but the smells from the kitchen were beginning to arouse his stomach.

[ January 05, 2003: Message edited by: Carrûn ]