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the guy who be short · 02-25-2007, 10:36 AM

Angawen woke up suddenly.

Escape! Escape!

All Gondorian restraint gone, she jumped out of the bed. It was dark, but she could see stars framed in the entrance of the cave, and she made for them. Aiya Earendil elenion ancalima! Aiya Varda, tari i elenion. She mused on how the stars so often gave hope to the West, and ran with all the energy she could muster.

She felt surprisingly strong for all the days of capt - no, she would not think of the anakronistic spell, or of the whereabouts of Voldemort, her captor. She did not know that it mattered little anyway; they had been consigned to the Waste of Narrative Irrelevance.

Making the entrance of the cave, she saw a great field of tombs in the moonlight. The cave she had been held in was in the base of a cliff bordering a graveyard.

She ran out into the graveyard, stumbling, wanting only to escape from her captivity. She saw gates in the distance, and she made for them, hoping thus to find civilization - what passed for it in Mordor - and gain directions to Mount Zoom.

Suddenly, she saw that on a path to her left and some way ahead of her were three people, also making swiftly for the gates. She recognised the tall gangly figure of Hyarmenwë, and the slight Maika. With them was a man whom she did not know.

Regaining her posture, she called "Hyarmenwë! Lord Hyarmenwë!"

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02-25-2007, 10:36 AM	#11
the guy who be short Shadowed Prince Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: Thulcandra Posts: 2,343	Angawen woke up suddenly. Escape! Escape! All Gondorian restraint gone, she jumped out of the bed. It was dark, but she could see stars framed in the entrance of the cave, and she made for them. Aiya Earendil elenion ancalima! Aiya Varda, tari i elenion. She mused on how the stars so often gave hope to the West, and ran with all the energy she could muster. She felt surprisingly strong for all the days of capt - no, she would not think of the anakronistic spell, or of the whereabouts of Voldemort, her captor. She did not know that it mattered little anyway; they had been consigned to the Waste of Narrative Irrelevance. Making the entrance of the cave, she saw a great field of tombs in the moonlight. The cave she had been held in was in the base of a cliff bordering a graveyard. She ran out into the graveyard, stumbling, wanting only to escape from her captivity. She saw gates in the distance, and she made for them, hoping thus to find civilization - what passed for it in Mordor - and gain directions to Mount Zoom. Suddenly, she saw that on a path to her left and some way ahead of her were three people, also making swiftly for the gates. She recognised the tall gangly figure of Hyarmenwë, and the slight Maika. With them was a man whom she did not know. Regaining her posture, she called "Hyarmenwë! Lord Hyarmenwë!"