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Post by Iaraya Táralóm on Sept 5, 2005 3:01:35 GMT -5
She ignored her mothers rambelings about the lives of their people. It was the one place where they differed on veiws. But for once she was glad the city would be open. She watched her mother a moment then smiled, "I made sure that your room stayed how you left it, and there has been a warm bath and fresh rose petals awaiting your return every day for the past 2,000 years." She stood with in the doors and then sighed, 'I will take my leave now Naneth. You should rest and bathe, your journey has been a long one."
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Post by Ireth Táralóm on Sept 5, 2005 3:04:51 GMT -5
She gave a nod. "Namárië, Selde." She turned to her and gave her a knowing look, accompanied by a smirk, and hurried towards the gardens outside of her room, holding her staff, as she disappeared among the majestic and tall trees.
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Post by Iaraya Táralóm on Sept 5, 2005 3:06:51 GMT -5
She nodded and smiled at her mother, "Namárië, Naneth." She watched her hurry to the gardens then shook her head. She stepped out of the room and closed her mothers doors behind her. the onyl place she wished to go was back to the waterfall, where she could think. And that is where she headed.
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