Yes, it's still a winter day... -- The Quest Continues...

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Subject: Yes, it's still a winter day...

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Anawiel

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Date Posted: 14:09:48 12/01/02 Sun

"I cannot leave Minas Tirith. And I also suggest that you stop talking of things of which you know very little dearest Brooke."

Anawiel drew her long white pipe from an inside pocket of her cloak on the wall. She lit the end, twirled it through her fingers and turned to Whitemoon.

"There are other things in this world which play a part in the coming war, you should know that old wolf. She's a tough pupil, I see. Are you sure you can handle her?" The witch smirked impishly before continuing.

"Brooke, you are obviously very unaware of what is really happening with your employer, you could say. Sauron's forces will not attack Minas Tirith whilst I am still within it's walls. And," Anawiel drew in from her pipe, letting the smoke then ripple into the cold air, "if I cannot get rid of this 'favour' that seems to have be-fallen me, then I wish my favour to be no more. That shall then be my favour from you to me. As I said - I have not need nor desire for them."

Anawiel sat down, smoothing her dress over her lap and the small room was quiet again as the three figures sat in silence. Candle light flickered on the bare walls while a snow storm began to rage stronger outside. Ice flew against the outer walls, causing the lone window pane to rattle and the door to creak.

"Still," the witch spoke again, almost to herself, "we can at least be civil to one another. I know you will probably decline this offer, Brooke, but while you remain within the city do not hesitate to use this accomodation as you will. Although what you say is true, a home allows you to blend in with more ease. Hence the reason for having many of them."

Anawiel smiled at the small girl's frown etched deep into her forehead, "We are a lot closer than you may think Brooke. There is very little I do not know about to do with you, yet quite a lot you don't know about me. All in good time I suppose." she added as if it was an afterthought, "All in good time."

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