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Elara Mithuial
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Re: Middle-earth RP
« Reply #45 on Aug 31, 2005, 8:02pm »

((Woah, this died somewhat. Here let me revive it, though it'll only be short since I don't know what to write. By the way mellon, your piece was beautiful.))

Darkness... so complete it was like blindness... so endless it was like death. Aruial fell, but did not try to stop herself. Something was happening to her, happening to her soul and as all will was sapped from her heart and mind, she let it happen. Her soul froze. Colder than she could ever thought it could be, so painful she could not keep from screaming though there was no one to hear her, so complete, how could she ever melt, how could it ever end?

Aruial awoke, the stars still above her. Like tiny pinpricks of ice, cold and far-off, they hung over her, calling to her but unreachable. Like my soul, thought Aruial, though she could not say where the thought came from. She rolled over and noticed the trees again; memory flooded back and with a jolt she recalled the words of power. What had they done to her?

Quickly she realised she was not alone. There were three of them in the clearing: herself, the halfling, and one other: the elf Aruial had seen collapsed on the ground just as she reached the clearing, the elf she had seen in the visions. The elf was watching Aruial, her face inscrutable, but her eyes - her eyes! Aruial looked straight into the elf's face, into the ice-cold, bleak caverns of her eyes, and was almost knocked physically backward with the power of the gaze. In that gaze had been all the longing, pain, despair, anger and bitterest sadness that haunted Aruial in her nightmares. The gaze was remote, as if the elf was a world away from the clearing: locked away in the world of her own past. And yet, the thought spiralled through Aruial's mind, sparkling in its clarity and intensity she cannot always have been this way...

Aruial rose and stepped towards the elf, aware that the hobbit did also, for she was irrevocably drawn to this unworldly creature. She reminded her a little of the Easterlings that harried Mirkwood: they were trapped by something they did not quite understand, something that held them and would not let them go. The Easterlings were hopelessly trapped and enslaved by Sauron, but the elf was trapped by - what?

Then Aruial stopped dead. No, it was not only the three of them in the clearing: another elf was coming through the trees - unaffected. With a shock, Aruial recognised her: she was the other from the vision. She was smiling gently, but the hostility coming from her was palbale fro, here. Yet Aruial could not quite forget the look of self-abhorrence and deep sadness in her eyes that had been there before. Maybe it was still there.

Then the newcomer spoke, her voice soft but powerful. "So we meet at last."

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Anírach únad
Egor gurth hen
Han cenin vi chen lín
Egor ú-erin le devi
Tellin men achae
Brennin men anann
Rago! Ú-erich leithio
Ú-erich o nin gwanno

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