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#11 |
Shade of Carn Dûm
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Annalaliath sat in the field that she had stopped at. She looked up at the stars. Sighing she began to think again. The lights in the green dragon and the surrounding buildings. She breathed in the scented warm air. She let her thoughts wonder, thinking on everything and nothing at once. In the silence she heard the long ago voices on the wind, ridiculing, wounding, killing. In them she knew was her own heart aching just to be held, just for the kind beautiful words, and love. "What is love?" she thought, " Does it even matter." Then she heard the slight friendly voice on the wind. It was Morwyn. She released the breath slowly.
She looked back towards the inn. She saw Morwyn looking around, framed by the light pouring from inside the Inn. She pushed herself up off the ground and walked back towards the light and noise of the inn.
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