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Annalaliath · 09-15-2003, 08:44 AM

Annalaliath started to walk back to the inn as se wiped some tears away. The memory of her father always made her laugh till tears and that was good. She walked in through the front door, smelling strongly of hay and horses. She walked around some of the new comers in the common room , greeting each in turn; as she made her way to the stairs.

She nodded a greeting to Doran Deroder as she walked by the corner table that she had occupied so much the last time she had been here. Annalaliath spoke a word of greeting to the maiden sitting her table(Lumiel). And also to Lady Eledhwen. Annalaliath strode quietly and swiftly towards the stairs that led to her room above.

Tomorrow she would clean her cloths, and go to the market for some fabric, she badly needed new ones. Her cloak swirled behind her the mud staining it flaking on the floor. The cloak that the Lady of the wood had made for her, Annalaliath, the charge of Galadriel. Suddenly she felt a pang of hatred for her mother. As this happened her face changed with it. Her brows furrowed and her eyes became hard, the inexhaustible pools of blue grey seemed to turn to ice. Annalalaith stopped at a support beam and leaned on it. She stared at the floor as to not let others know of her trouble. The feelings passed and she continued on.

09-15-2003, 08:44 AM	#11
Annalaliath Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Mar 2003 Location: Albuquerque Posts: 380	Annalaliath started to walk back to the inn as se wiped some tears away. The memory of her father always made her laugh till tears and that was good. She walked in through the front door, smelling strongly of hay and horses. She walked around some of the new comers in the common room , greeting each in turn; as she made her way to the stairs. She nodded a greeting to Doran Deroder as she walked by the corner table that she had occupied so much the last time she had been here. Annalaliath spoke a word of greeting to the maiden sitting her table(Lumiel). And also to Lady Eledhwen. Annalaliath strode quietly and swiftly towards the stairs that led to her room above. Tomorrow she would clean her cloths, and go to the market for some fabric, she badly needed new ones. Her cloak swirled behind her the mud staining it flaking on the floor. The cloak that the Lady of the wood had made for her, Annalaliath, the charge of Galadriel. Suddenly she felt a pang of hatred for her mother. As this happened her face changed with it. Her brows furrowed and her eyes became hard, the inexhaustible pools of blue grey seemed to turn to ice. Annalalaith stopped at a support beam and leaned on it. She stared at the floor as to not let others know of her trouble. The feelings passed and she continued on. __________________ Bloody Stumps!!!