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piosenniel · 11-17-2002, 03:10 AM

Pio watched as the festive group of Hobbits and Hobbrim celebrated having come through another trial. Daisy had run to her, wet from the embrace of the sea, her curls dancing with flowers of foam. She was happy, and a steady light burnt now in her eyes. Pio had rejoiced with her, and hugged her fiercely; then, smiling, sent her back to seek out Kali.

The Elf stood back on the rise, removed from the reveling group. She watched as Cami and Rose moved among the Hobbits and Hobbrim, belonging among them. Angara had found a spot on the sandy beach, and now had Hobbrim children swarming over her in playful abandon. Bird had waded out into the waves to speak with Kali and Levanto. Mithadan stood with Ancalimon greeting and speaking with those who approached them. He was happy and relaxed and laughed readily at the comments Ancalimon made to him.

Her own face bore a reserved countenance, her eyes a growing sadness. Soon, too soon, would this all be ended. She turned from the sights before her, and made her way south to where Tuor’s ship lay at anchor. A short ride in one of the skiffs brought her there, and she called out to Idril.

Idril! It is Piosenniel. Let me come on board. I must speak with you.

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‘Always interesting is it not when one of the Valar show themselves this side of Aman.’ It was a statement, not really meant as a question. Small talk by Idril as she watched Pio collect her thoughts.

It was late afternoon, heading rapidly toward evening as the two women sat watching the sun descend toward the rim of the sea. Idril had asked one of the Teleri to go to the Star to let Mithadan know where Pio was, and that she would return when they had finished talking. Though by the indecisive look on Pio’s face, she thought that might be late into the night.

Idril sat back in her chair prepared to wait out the silence, then thought better of it and decided to simply ask what the pressing problem was that bothered her so.

Pio, you asked to speak with me. I can tell you are unsettled over something. Tell me, what troubles you, and how might I help.

Pio sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. ‘I think I have made the wrong decision,’ she said staring out toward the darkening waters of the bay. ‘And I am so far into it, I cannot see my way clear of it.’

[ November 17, 2002: Message edited by: piosenniel ]

11-17-2002, 03:10 AM	#406
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Pio watched as the festive group of Hobbits and Hobbrim celebrated having come through another trial. Daisy had run to her, wet from the embrace of the sea, her curls dancing with flowers of foam. She was happy, and a steady light burnt now in her eyes. Pio had rejoiced with her, and hugged her fiercely; then, smiling, sent her back to seek out Kali. The Elf stood back on the rise, removed from the reveling group. She watched as Cami and Rose moved among the Hobbits and Hobbrim, belonging among them. Angara had found a spot on the sandy beach, and now had Hobbrim children swarming over her in playful abandon. Bird had waded out into the waves to speak with Kali and Levanto. Mithadan stood with Ancalimon greeting and speaking with those who approached them. He was happy and relaxed and laughed readily at the comments Ancalimon made to him. Her own face bore a reserved countenance, her eyes a growing sadness. Soon, too soon, would this all be ended. She turned from the sights before her, and made her way south to where Tuor’s ship lay at anchor. A short ride in one of the skiffs brought her there, and she called out to Idril. Idril! It is Piosenniel. Let me come on board. I must speak with you. ******************************************** ‘Always interesting is it not when one of the Valar show themselves this side of Aman.’ It was a statement, not really meant as a question. Small talk by Idril as she watched Pio collect her thoughts. It was late afternoon, heading rapidly toward evening as the two women sat watching the sun descend toward the rim of the sea. Idril had asked one of the Teleri to go to the Star to let Mithadan know where Pio was, and that she would return when they had finished talking. Though by the indecisive look on Pio’s face, she thought that might be late into the night. Idril sat back in her chair prepared to wait out the silence, then thought better of it and decided to simply ask what the pressing problem was that bothered her so. Pio, you asked to speak with me. I can tell you are unsettled over something. Tell me, what troubles you, and how might I help. Pio sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. ‘I think I have made the wrong decision,’ she said staring out toward the darkening waters of the bay. ‘And I am so far into it, I cannot see my way clear of it.’ [ November 17, 2002: Message edited by: piosenniel ] __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.