Iadarion sat back and watched as his new friends either left or made plans for doing such. He was still in a slight daze from the kiss on his round cheek he received form Twylight. He sighed and said to himself,
"Oh well, it seems that just as our paths have met they diverge towards blue sky and green grass upon different countrysides. I do not think I shall return home just yet; perhaps I will go boating along the Withywindle- just as my father did many years ago."
Iadarion looked at Lily, the sole person left whom he had met- one who didn't enjoy his presence particularly. He smiled at her and said, "be not amiss, for in front of you sits the river and the forest! I say farewell to all!"
Iadarion with his spontaneity got up and left waving goodbye to those who did not care...
Last edited by Bombadil; 06-29-2004 at 07:10 PM.
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