The Green Dragon Inn - Part 8

[Eothed]

Meneldur walked swift and soft up the hill. He looked down at a few small houses. It were dawn and he cold see a few lights in the windows. He slowly walked down and got closer to the houses, he saw a sign that said it was a Inn nearby. He walked to the Inn and entered. He was cold and hes legs were shaking. The air at the Inn was warm and comfortable. He walked straight to the Innkeeper and asked for a room for the night. Then he ordered an ale and sat down by a empty table.

He looked out of the windows at the Inn and it was starting to get quiet dark outside. He sighed and removed his hood. He shaked his long chocolatebrown hair. He had been in wilderness for a very long time and he felt lonely now and whanted to speak to someone. The wilderness and the lonely wandering had made him very silent and reserved. But now he whanted to talk after all silence and lonelyness.

He looked around himself for someone to talk to.