The elf sat for some time in the skiff, alone with her thoughts. They were jumbled, her thinking cloudy. What had seemed so simple at the time, was now unclear to her. She envied Tulë his dispassion, her early self that callous and casual attitude. But they were no more, and it was this Pio who must choose her way.
The sound of boats pushing through the water, and the merry voices of the hobbits broke through her dark thoughts. She stood and dove into the water, swimming strongly toward them.
'Wait!' she cried, and pulled up alongside the skiff carrying Cami. She told her what Levanto had spied out, and the hobbit marked the sightings on her map. Then they were off, pulled swiftly across the waves by Bird and Kali.
She lingered for a while after they had gone. Then swam far out to sea, until her muscles burned with the effort. She turned, swimming slowly back to the Star, and climbed aboard.
[ September 20, 2002: Message edited by: piosenniel ]
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Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.
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