A tall, gaunt figure wandered through the mist. A barrow-wight? No! A sudden thinning of the fog revealed a pale, thin face that might have that of an Elf– if not for the pointy nose.
"Hello..." Nerwen called in despairing tones, "Is there anyone out there?"
Last edited by Nerwen; 02-05-2008 at 05:31 AM.
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