December 6, 2010
AelKennyr Rhiano
The forest was quiet and still when the young Teleri awoke. To move hurt, to think hurt, his body felt sore, like after an all night struggle with a furious storm at sea. Carefully, the young elf rolled onto his back, and slowly sat up, squinting at the dappled streams of sunlight, filtering through the foilage of the trees, ancient and gnarled.
Gingerly, he reached up and rubbed the back of his head, finding a good size knot. He frowned, trying to remember how he could have gotten the injury. The last thing he recalled was helping his father unload a cargo of supplies from middle earth. They were on the docks, and he and his father were laughing and singing.
Then darkness descended. And the next thing he knew...he was here...wherever here was. Slowly, slowly, he rose to his feet, and carefully, quietly he threaded his way through the woodlands until his ears caught an unfamiliar female voice.
"Tas, I need you to find others to help find Hondo. Please."
Where, thought Nimros, fading back into the shadows of the trees, where am I?
> Next Tearmann
Gingerly, he reached up and rubbed the back of his head, finding a good size knot. He frowned, trying to remember how he could have gotten the injury. The last thing he recalled was helping his father unload a cargo of supplies from middle earth. They were on the docks, and he and his father were laughing and singing.
Then darkness descended. And the next thing he knew...he was here...wherever here was. Slowly, slowly, he rose to his feet, and carefully, quietly he threaded his way through the woodlands until his ears caught an unfamiliar female voice.
"Tas, I need you to find others to help find Hondo. Please."
Where, thought Nimros, fading back into the shadows of the trees, where am I?
> Next Tearmann