"I am sorry, hard to break old habits" She said quietly, looking down.

Melachor smiled coldly.

"and whom thought you these habbits? The elves?"

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

"I was a hand maiden for a while...the one I served knew what I was and decided to help me hide and so I became her handmaiden. The ways of a servant became my life..."

"Now that is just lowering yourself to their level, no offense, but the one you served must have been an arrogant fool daring to make you a servant even to hide you..."

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Adastrea held back her urge to say what she wanted at his comment. "It was my idea and why do you say that they would be a fool to make me a servant?" She asked in confusion.

"Certainly you must wish to be free..."

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

"Because of what you are of course! Elves are, but insignificant worms compared to what you could be if you chose the path to power, but that has never been an option to you... well neither for me..."

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

"If I chose the path of power that would make me even more known and sought out. I do not wish to run or be surrounded by guards all the time, nor do I seek fame. I just want to be normal."

Melachor turned away and turned another page in the book.

"Which you can never have... ironic isn`t it? You neither I can have what we wish and here we are reading books in the same library, not to forget talking about what we can`t have..."

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

She smiled slightly and nodded, "Life is full of things people cannot have." SHe sighed slightly, "I could have gone back to Valinor to be with my mother and father, yet something held me back. Now I am here in these dark lands wanting to be free."

"So you made a mistake? No.. I don`t really think so.. there is a reason for you being here and you haven`t yet discovered it, it might even take thousands of years like it will probably for me unless there is no such thing as I seek..."

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Deawen grew bored fast she paced her room till the spots were gone then she went to the great hall. as Deawen entered the room all the captains and leaders around bowed slightly. she held her head up high with as much pride and dignity as she had she sat down on a chair at the base of the dias.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

SHe looked up from the book at him, "And what do you seek, Melachor?"

"Well now your just pointing out how rude you are by asking that, you don`t listen to me at all Adastrea... I seek my kind and if I am the only one of my kind then what is my purpose? That is what I seek and you know that I won`t stop looking for it ever..."

Melachor slightly brushed his long hair back.

"Good enough?"

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

She sighed slightly and nodded. SHe grew silent and looked down at the book, but grew frustrated and put it away. She sat back down, staring into the flame of the candle before her.

Melachor looked at her and smiled as he turned his eyes back on the book.

"Have you ever watched a candle go out when it begans to melt from the start? I`ve done even that, I don`t know what was up with me, but when you stare a candle you might even feel better for some reason, but it also might despair you since it`s like a human life. It burns and fades away..."

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!