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Scent of Simbelmynë
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Morwyn looked up at the young woman who had spoken. "Aye" she said merrily, laughing as she spoke. "please, do join us."
Sara chimed in, "yes, please do!" After a round of introductions the woman, who had introduced herself as Mae, took a seat at the table. Morwyn looked at her closely, her delicate facial features and sharp blue eyes told her that this woman was elven, or at least half-elven. "The trees, beasts and birds?" Morwyn asked her, "are you a healer?" [ May 05, 2003: Message edited by: Sophia the Thunder Mistress ]
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The seasons fall like silver swords, the years rush ever onward; and soon I sail, to leave this world, these lands where I have wander'd. O Elbereth! O Queen who dwells beyond the Western Seas, spare me yet a little time 'ere white ships come for me! |
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