The Green Dragon Inn - Part 5

[Imladris]

Lira asked herself what she had intended to accomplish as she uneasily waited for the door to open. What could she say to calm the elf-woman's rage and relieve her sorrow? She was a stranger and Lira did not even know her name; she had been a fool to think she could help the Elf.

Creaking softly, the door began to open slowly, revealing a wondrous fair maiden whose eyes blazed with sudden anger, while at the same time reflecting a heart-rending pain and grief that stabbed at Lira's own soul.

"Welcome," the woman said, beckoning Lira into her quarters.

The two elves stood in uncomfortable silence as they eyed each other. Lira glanced wretchedly down at the knotted pine poard floor and wished she had not come. Yet how could she leave this woman who was filled with anger and hidden grief? Revealing a slim green garment edged with silver, Lira removed her black robe from her shoulders and gently folded it across the bed. "I am Lira, a Sindarin Elf of Ithilien," she said, fixing her eyes upon the tortured face of the Elf before her. "Even a stranger can heal the wounds of a broken soul," Lira added gently. "What evil has caused you so much grief and pain?"

[ July 24, 2003: Message edited by: Imladris ]