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Old 09-09-2005, 04:00 PM   #11
Nurumaiel
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The sound of music drifted to Heledharm's ears, and he followed it. He walked with his head bowed, and his expression was perturbed. When he found Erinlaer, strumming softly on her harp and skipping back and forth every so often. He watched her solemnly, and gradually she became aware of his presence. She looked up brightly, but her smile faded when she saw his expression.

"Is something the matter?"

"You do know," he said, speaking slowly and thoughtfully, his eyes lowered, "that we are preparing for war?"

"Why, yes," she said. "But I don't believe that war will come." He raised his eyes quickly to her face, and she laughed lightly. "I have heard talk of war from you, and from my mother and father," she said. "But I couldn't possibly believe that it's true. Everything seems the same... all light and happiness."

"It seems so to you, perhaps," said Heledharm, "but it is now war is considered a certainty. There will be war, Erinlaer." He hesitated, and looked away. He was afraid of her eyes when he told her what he had to tell. "An army is being assembled," he murmured, "and I have certainly decided to be part of it."

"It's quite right of you," she said with a smile. "It will certainly give my parents pride."

"You feel no fear?" he cried.

She tilted her head and gazed up at him in genuine bewilderment. "Why should I?" she asked. "Certainly nothing will happen to you." Then she lifted up her harp and began to play again.

He turned abruptly and made for the door. When he reached it he stopped, and half-turned his head, and almost made the decision to go back and speak with her again. But he decided against it, and left the room. Her music followed him... bright and merry, unburdened by any cares and fears.

He had been afraid that she would be frightened and distressed at hearing that he was to be in the army. He had not wanted that. But he was disturbed even more by her steadfast disbelief that evil might come, her insistence on cheerfulness. He wanted her to realise evil while he was there to comfort her, not when evil touched her by his death.

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