Roll Out The Barrels RPG

[Manardariel]

It was a dream. It had to be. Youlielle could simply not believe it. One moment she was practically dieing, in the depts of Mirkwood, the next thing she knew she was riding with a company of elvels. She held on to Aneara, not believing her luck. She had always loved elves, ever since she had first heard of them. And here she was, riding with them. Her heart was swelling over with joy, she thought she would burst wih happiness. Quietly she launched into a childish, joyfull song, humming her happiness out into the world...

you know this feeling, when you feel like singing loud?
Do you know this feeling when your heart is feeling proud?
Do you know this feeling when somebody suddenly says
"I love you"
She smiled to herself. True, no one had said "I love you", but the way the company treated her, with respect, caring and friendly, was something new to her. It made her happy. Could there be anyting better?
She looked up. For a split second, she glanced one of the riders in the eye. They held each others gaze and then, quite suddenly, both turned away, looking somewhere else.
If this is a dream,Youlielle thought, then I never want to wake up ever again.

[ January 02, 2003: Message edited by: Manardariel ]