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Post by Farinele Etyl Táralóm on Jan 1, 2006 1:14:25 GMT -5
She looked over her shoulder a last time as she exited the Palace and entered the Gardens. It was still unsettling to her to see the people from another world walking amongst them. Both of which looked like two inhabitants of the Palace. Sharidan, whom looked like Ithilwen, seemed sincere and somewhat clumsy at times. While others she was cold and distant. But most of the time she had a look of loss about her. She cared for her sons without any help from anyone and insisted that the man called Lucifer stayed away. While Lucifer, who looked exactly like her father, seemed to try and mend old wounds with the woman she never let him near her for to long. She could sense the unsettling sadness within both of the people and it saddened her as well. She drifted among the foliage in the garden, stoping every once in awhile to smell a flower or play with a creature.
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Post by Eärnursëáto Táralóm on Jan 1, 2006 1:18:45 GMT -5
He looked grave as he spoke to another person. They were by no means Elven, and you could notice it in the face. It was a Demoness and av ery beautiful one at that. As they spoke they both seemed to have a medley of facial expressions and both of theirs didnt bode too well. He nodded to her and brought her into a hug which the Demoness promptly returned and then went on her way. He walked the Gardens, nodding to a few people who were going about their own business. Although a smiled adorned his face it was just a cover for what he was truly feeling. He made it past a few of the people and bent down infront of a stream that ran through the garden. He looked at his reflection for a bit, just in deep thought and the entire time his faced remained the same, unreadable.
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Post by Farinele Etyl Táralóm on Jan 1, 2006 1:25:25 GMT -5
She kept moving along the paths aimlessly. Just trying to think clearly on one thing. But so many things were running through her mind. One in particular seemed to hold a dark cloud with it. She couldn't help but feel dark days were coming again. She dreaded the days leading to it, for she didn't know what was to come or what would come out of it. She sighed and as she drew near a stream she saw Earnur bent over it. She smiled momentarily but it faded, she could sense somethign troubleing him, but what it was she could not be sure of. She moved towards him and knelt down next to him looking at his reflection, "It is funny how we can be away from each other for hours at a time. And then run into each otehr when we least expect it. How has your day gone, my husband?"
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Post by Eärnursëáto Táralóm on Jan 1, 2006 1:28:47 GMT -5
His thoughts ran in so many directions it was disconcerning. When he realized who was behind him, he smiled at the reflection on the water. He stood slowly when she came by his side. "Long, Farinele, and yours?" He kissed her forehead and then pulled away. "It seems like many of the people did not waste time to start gathering flowers and other such things for the upcoming celebration."
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Post by Farinele Etyl Táralóm on Jan 1, 2006 1:34:38 GMT -5
She smiled up at him, "Long as well. Ireth has Theoden, she saw the stress all those emotions were causing me. But i fear not even this walk has helped. But it is not our Visitors that bother me now." She smiled slightly and looked around at the decorations that even adorned the Gardens, "A celebration is an exciting time, and I think the people need it the most. When does the Celebration begin?"
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Post by Eärnursëáto Táralóm on Jan 1, 2006 1:38:41 GMT -5
"I'm sure Ireth is having a good time with her nephew." He smiled a bit and nodded. "It starts a day after tomorrow. That was the day when our peoples went into battle against the Orcs of Lanksvern. Of course we know the outcome because here we stand." He laughed a bit. "But you're right, it is an exciting time, and we can only hope the excitement stays in the air for a long time to come." He took her hand and squeezed it gently.
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Post by Farinele Etyl Táralóm on Jan 1, 2006 1:45:14 GMT -5
She smiled and leaned against him slightly looking into the water again, "Yes she probably is. And yes We know the outcome. But did you have a hand in that battle? You have not really spoken of your war days." She sighed and got lost in her thought, thinking about the chaos that was lurking on the horizon. She did not want to ruin his celebrations by telling him of something she had no time frame for but she did not want to share the burden of the knowledge alone. She felt him squeeze her hand and smiled up at him momentarily, then went back to her thoughts.
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Post by Eärnursëáto Táralóm on Jan 1, 2006 1:52:32 GMT -5
"Yes, I did. I took part in many battles and wars but many of them I dont speak of them until it's relevant enough. Some of my stories are very gruesome to say the least." He looked at her curiously, sensing some anguish from her. And it only caused his own to overtake him. The conversation he had held with Ceres wasnt a good one, for neither of them. He appreciated the fact that she had taken the time to speak with him, after all they were good friends, given the fact that he had indicted her into the Harper Scouts and he couldnt be prouder at the progress and the ranks she was attaining. And although everything seemed to be going well, the thought that something would happen was dreadful, not for him but for his family and his people.
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Post by Farinele Etyl Táralóm on Jan 1, 2006 2:13:17 GMT -5
She looked at him and smiled, "It is understandable, but do not hold back your stories of war because of the gruesomeness of them. I have had my share of battles as well as seen gruseome deeds. Besides look who my sister is, she did speak of battles from time to time." She could sense his anguish again and she sighed, "I see we both have something on our minds. Do you wish to speak of it or am I being too nosey?"
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Post by Eärnursëáto Táralóm on Jan 1, 2006 2:20:35 GMT -5
He smiled to her. "I know, Farinele. But some things are better left unsaid." He shook his head. "No not nosey at all, you're just acting like a concerned wife, which is a good thing." He chuckled a bit. "It's nothing too bad, I'vej ust been sent word to keep a look out to anything that might seem odd, nothing more." He smiled, he was partly telling the truth, the anguish came from the sudden message he had received.
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Post by Farinele Etyl Táralóm on Jan 1, 2006 2:24:19 GMT -5
She nodded understanding and smiled, "More as a concerned member of your people." She had never aligned herself with the Elves of the village, but as of late the people had been much nicer to her. Some still looked at her with distaste but others had accepeted her. She looked up at him and frowned, "I wonder if it happens to have anything to do with the sudden darkness I felt. Something is coming our way, something that is not good for anyone in theses parts."
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Post by Eärnursëáto Táralóm on Jan 1, 2006 2:27:22 GMT -5
"Yes, concerned member." He nodded and then bent down to pick up a little flower growing beside the stream. He gave it to her and then frowned somewhat. "Perhaps, you and I are in sync. I feel something that will not bode well. I can only hope it's just an overactive imagination on btoh our parts. Things seem to be getting easier and better for peoples and I would dislike greatly seeing everything come to naught for everyone. We all deserve some peace of mind."
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Post by Farinele Etyl Táralóm on Jan 1, 2006 2:34:42 GMT -5
She frowned slightly, but it faded when he gave her the flower. She looked at him and smelt of it, "It is tiny gestures like this that make me want to ravage you." She smirked slightly then sighed, "We can only hope it is the influences of our guests mood that effect us so. But I fear it is more then that. I have seen death and chaos in many dreams of late. I have heard Arioch speak to Ireth of such as well. If Yarizel too is seeing such then I am afraid we have much to fear."
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Post by Eärnursëáto Táralóm on Jan 1, 2006 2:46:31 GMT -5
He sighed a bit. "I'm not sure of the dreams, but something lingers in the air that chills me to my core." He looked to her. "And this information only worsens my suspicions. And to add to it, an urgent letter as well." He sighed and looked to her sadly. "Farinele, I must leave as soon as possible. I've been called on some very urgent and important business and I fear it has something to do with both our worries."
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Post by Farinele Etyl Táralóm on Jan 1, 2006 2:52:07 GMT -5
She looked up at him a bit frightened by the thought of him going into the unknown, "I know it is your duty but this feelings grows with strength now that you say you are leaving. I fear for you and those who go with you." she sighed sadly, ''How long will your abscence be for? Will you be back in time for Theoden's birthday?"
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