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Subject: Awakening Author: Laeriel [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 02:07:12 04/22/02 Mon Laeriel awoke with the sun shining on her face. She noticed that the pain in her stomach was gone and her fever had subsided, but she still felt lethargic. She moaned a little and rolled over onto her other side, facing the window. She wished she could sneak out of the window, like she did her first night in the castle, but she could barely move. She was slowly growing accustomed to the quietness of the walls around her, accustomed. She still didn't like being inside. Laeriel's head still swam with dreams of home. She wasn't so homesick now, somehow she felt calm. She let her worries slip away and drank in the afternoon sun. The afternoon sun, it was afternoon and no one had come to look for her. Save that strange man who brought her here. That was another question, where was here? She was in a clean bed, in a clean room. It was not a clean place, though, it smelled of sickness. It must be some sort of a place for healing. A crow came flying and sat on the window sill. It was a lovely shade of ebony. She smiled at it. It acknowleged her and flew away. She rolled over onto her back. The air that was streaming through the window was refreshing. She lay in bed for a few minutes, trying to remember the last time she saw Legolas or Lómódë. They seemed so busy with their own problems, they probably had not given her a second thought. Laeriel hoped she had not been forgotten. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]