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Nurumaiel · 07-13-2004, 04:56 PM

Andhun clung to Bethberry's hand, gazing about him with wide eyes. The place looked so neat and tidy, and so very friendly. Not like Harstan's gloomy home where no light ever shone, where little boys with pale faces flitted here or there like shadowy phantoms, flinching when eyes fell upon them. In this place one could be looked at and not fear a harsh kick or a sharp word. Sunlight streamed through every window and made it seem a bright, merry place.

"Please, ma'am," he said, looking up at her with puzzled eyes, "I know you are going to do something to make me feel better, but I am very curious. I know you will not hurt me, for you are good and kind, but I do not know what you will do. If you take no offense by this, will you tell me?"

Meanwhile, in the Common Room, Cynan was beaming now that he had caught the attention of the young woman. He smiled down at Grimm, and then let his dancing eyes look back up to the young woman. "My name is Cynan Harwell," he said, "and I very much like your dog." He smiled at Grimm again. "What is your name, miss?"

"I am called Kellan," said she.

"That is an interesting name," said Cynan, "and very nice, as well, if I may say so. Do you know, I think Grimm and I will be very good friends. Clearly we both dislike Harstan. I used to have a dog, but he died in the attack of the dragon. Someday I will have a new dog, though, when my mamma is better."

07-13-2004, 04:56 PM	#11
Nurumaiel Vice of Twilight Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: on a mountain Posts: 1,121	Andhun clung to Bethberry's hand, gazing about him with wide eyes. The place looked so neat and tidy, and so very friendly. Not like Harstan's gloomy home where no light ever shone, where little boys with pale faces flitted here or there like shadowy phantoms, flinching when eyes fell upon them. In this place one could be looked at and not fear a harsh kick or a sharp word. Sunlight streamed through every window and made it seem a bright, merry place. "Please, ma'am," he said, looking up at her with puzzled eyes, "I know you are going to do something to make me feel better, but I am very curious. I know you will not hurt me, for you are good and kind, but I do not know what you will do. If you take no offense by this, will you tell me?" Meanwhile, in the Common Room, Cynan was beaming now that he had caught the attention of the young woman. He smiled down at Grimm, and then let his dancing eyes look back up to the young woman. "My name is Cynan Harwell," he said, "and I very much like your dog." He smiled at Grimm again. "What is your name, miss?" "I am called Kellan," said she. "That is an interesting name," said Cynan, "and very nice, as well, if I may say so. Do you know, I think Grimm and I will be very good friends. Clearly we both dislike Harstan. I used to have a dog, but he died in the attack of the dragon. Someday I will have a new dog, though, when my mamma is better."