The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum


Visit The *EVEN NEWER* Barrow-Downs Photo Page

Go Back   The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum > Roleplaying > Elvenhome
User Name
Password
Register FAQ Members List Calendar Today's Posts


 
 
Thread Tools Display Modes
Old 03-05-2009, 02:11 PM   #1
Folwren
Messenger of Hope
 
Folwren's Avatar
 
Join Date: Jun 2005
Location: In a tiny, insignificant little town in one of the many States.
Posts: 5,076
Folwren is battling Black Riders on Weathertop.Folwren is battling Black Riders on Weathertop.
"Why, what look do you see on my face that you ask?" Eodwine asked.

“Well,” Saeryn said, tilting her head a little as she thought. “It might be hard for me to pin-point and actually put into words.”

“Try,” he said, smiling. She looked up at him and caught the humor glittering in his eye.

“That’s it!” she said to herself, and out loud she formed her thoughts into words. “You get a certain look on your face, at least when you’re thinking about something good: a half smile, or something, and your eyes start to sparkle, kind of.” It was harder to form into words than she thought it would be. “It sometimes looks as though you wanted to say something, but at the same time, didn’t want to, so you...kind of half purse your lips, but not really...”

She saw Eodwine about to laugh. “It’s so harder to explain than you might think!” she said, laughing. “Now, I’ve done my best – you tell me what you were thinking!”
Folwren is offline  
Old 03-05-2009, 04:05 PM   #2
littlemanpoet
Itinerant Songster
 
littlemanpoet's Avatar
 
Join Date: Jan 2002
Location: The Edge of Faerie
Posts: 7,066
littlemanpoet is battling Black Riders on Weathertop.littlemanpoet is battling Black Riders on Weathertop.
Eodwine

Eodwine couldn't help laughing. She had actually been very clever in describing what she was seeing, and he told her so - at which she beamed, which brought to mind what he had been thinking before and she had asked him - twice now - to say.

"It is like this. Here I am, in this place called Scarburg, which is, hard to believe, mine, a gift of Eomer the king, and he has named me eorl of a whole region of his kingdom. Not only that. I am walking with a young woman on my arm who brings me joy and delight just to be near, and who is my match in every way I can think of, and she is half my age.

"In recent years I had thought I would die a widower, and had been content, or so I told myself. But you here, with me -" He stopped, causing her also to stop, and looked into her eyes. She returned his look, still beaming. "I-" he said, kissing her, "am-" a second time, "amazed-" one last kiss, "-at my good fortune."

He gathered her in his arms and swung her around once, placing her back on her feet.

Applause and laughter met them; Eodwine looked and saw much to his chagrin that they were just outside the baker and what he had just done had been witnessed by many.

"Let's bow," he said to her out of the corner of his mouth, and he led her in doing so, which was met with laughter.

"Frodides!" Eodwine called. "We must speak with Frodides! Where is she!"
littlemanpoet is offline  
 


Posting Rules
You may not post new threads
You may not post replies
You may not post attachments
You may not edit your posts

BB code is On
Smilies are On
[IMG] code is On
HTML code is Off

Forum Jump


All times are GMT -6. The time now is 04:15 AM.



Powered by vBulletin® Version 3.8.9 Beta 4
Copyright ©2000 - 2025, vBulletin Solutions, Inc.