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Old 02-22-2003, 05:07 AM   #11
Lyra Greenleaf
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Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: R toL: 531, past the wild path
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"Telpeheled, It's me, Maeralagos. Look at me. Do you know where you are?"

Maeralagos? Maeralagos? Telpeheled knew that the name was familiar, knew he should recognise it's bearer. He tried to solve the puzzle with his aching head.

Suddenly darkness again fell in his head. For a number of seconds he felt as if he had left the world. Then, just as suddenly and without warning, the pain almost went, leaving only a dull ache.

Telpeheled blinked up at Maeralagos, who looked worried.
"What's the matter?" he asked weakly, "Surely you weren't worried about me? I can't die, Mandos is too scared!"

[ February 22, 2003: Message edited by: Lyra Greenleaf ]
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