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Susan Delgado · 12-28-2002, 10:03 AM

Nuhrive ran through the wood, the branches whipping at her face. He was close behind her, she could hear his breath, hard and ragged. She ran on panting, until she came to a clearing, a dead end! The barbarian was so close, any moment now… In a smooth movement she swung into a tree, hiding. The elf hating barbarian was now in the clearing, looking for her…

“Nuhrive Fleetwood, you know you’re not meant to be up there.”

The small slightly whiney voice made the elf maiden jump in surprise, almost making her lose her hold on the branches she was perched on, jerking her out of her dreamgame. Looking down irritably she saw a rather scrawny boy a few years younger than her standing below her awkwardly. She glared fiercely at him and came down in a way that would have been graceful if she hadn’t ripped her skirt. She winced but stood straight.

“You’re not meant to be out here either then.” She shot back irritably. He was always
following her! He looked hurt and uncomfortable, like a puppy that’s been told
off. She sighed and attempted a smile. Immediately he beamed back.

“We have to go to the Lady’s halls. There's a meeting about the bands of wild men, you know, the ones who’ve been wandering outside. They stole some more goats and they beat one of the young elves on duty and-“

“Yes, Sultir, I’m quite aware of which wild men.” It was all people talked about now
and she had to admit, more than a few of her daydreams had included escaping daringly from these men. But there were so many of these meetings…She sighed and the male elf looked anxiously at her again.

“Oh come on then.” Immediately she took off again towards the Great Halls. The scrawny boy stared after her for a moment and gave a small moan then followed.

[ December 29, 2002: Message edited by: Susan Delgado ]

12-28-2002, 10:03 AM	#1
Susan Delgado The Perished Flame Join Date: Apr 2002 Location: behind my eyes Posts: 1,096	Kidnapped! Nuhrive ran through the wood, the branches whipping at her face. He was close behind her, she could hear his breath, hard and ragged. She ran on panting, until she came to a clearing, a dead end! The barbarian was so close, any moment now… In a smooth movement she swung into a tree, hiding. The elf hating barbarian was now in the clearing, looking for her… “Nuhrive Fleetwood, you know you’re not meant to be up there.” The small slightly whiney voice made the elf maiden jump in surprise, almost making her lose her hold on the branches she was perched on, jerking her out of her dreamgame. Looking down irritably she saw a rather scrawny boy a few years younger than her standing below her awkwardly. She glared fiercely at him and came down in a way that would have been graceful if she hadn’t ripped her skirt. She winced but stood straight. “You’re not meant to be out here either then.” She shot back irritably. He was always following her! He looked hurt and uncomfortable, like a puppy that’s been told off. She sighed and attempted a smile. Immediately he beamed back. “We have to go to the Lady’s halls. There's a meeting about the bands of wild men, you know, the ones who’ve been wandering outside. They stole some more goats and they beat one of the young elves on duty and-“ “Yes, Sultir, I’m quite aware of which wild men.” It was all people talked about now and she had to admit, more than a few of her daydreams had included escaping daringly from these men. But there were so many of these meetings…She sighed and the male elf looked anxiously at her again. “Oh come on then.” Immediately she took off again towards the Great Halls. The scrawny boy stared after her for a moment and gave a small moan then followed. [ December 29, 2002: Message edited by: Susan Delgado ] __________________ "Man as a whole, Man pitted against the universe, have we seen him at all 'til we see that he is like a hero in a fairy tale?"