Ilythiiri looked at the dresses with poorly disguised disgust, but as she watched Aragorn leave she called a soft "Thank you."
Running her hand over the dress that was obviously hers, being the smallest and the only violet one, she sighed.

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The elf glared coldly at him as he left, not thanking him at all. She picked up the garment with distaste and shook it free from the folds.
"I shant thank you." she stated sadly.

[Eeep... Let me think...]

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[Okay. Thinking is always a good thing.]

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((Poor Rhavaniel.. ))

Aragorn just nodded sadly and left.

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Miriel watched Rhavaniel with growing concern. "Rhav..?"she whispered softly. The Elf's behavior frightened her; she was so.. different.
Miriel didn't even cast a look at the clothes, just gazed at her friends.

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

[-is banging head against the table- ><" I am so stuck!! Anyone have anyideas? I'm so sorry... ]

Gale glanced at his captain, and pulled his long legged mare sharply to the right, riding now in the shadow of the great
twoering city. He seemed a minute black smudge against the ground, hard to see and harder to catch.
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"Yes?" the elf said sharply, concern etched into her feautures "Are you well?"
Her mind though, was warily alongside the riders that she had soied, nearing the cities lesser gates- The one cast in shadow.

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((Well, Eomer's coming, right? Can we have an interesting reaction from him, maybe, that sets other things in motion?))

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(( Yes.. *tries to think of something* Sorry.. I have no ideas for the moment.. Maybe just move on to Eomer's arrival? ))

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

[That might be good... I'm really sorry about my lack of posts guys ><"]

Eomer dismounted in a swift movement, his feet landing with a thud on the ground as a servant darted forward to reach the reigns of his horse.
His helm was slowly pulled back to reaveal his rugged face, was red from riding hard into the wind, and blond mane a disheveled mess flecked with dirt.
Behind him, his men dismounted, amoung them suddenly again, the strange almost inhuman Gale.
His apperance was still stunning in the same way as an elf, soft curls delicately kissing the nape of his neck, his pale skin almost glowing.

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[[That's okay Rhav. So where are we now?]]

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(( I guess we should be prepared for the feast.. Maybe we can skip a part and start with Boromir meeting Eomer and the beginning of the feast..? Doesn't matter Rhan, I can't post as much as I want because I'm at school from 8.30 till 16.00 ))

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

[-hoogles- Me too! Well.. Here school starts at eight and finishes either 3:45 or 4:30 x_x Baad lol...]

[Umm sure, so we'll have the girls get ready, and me have a conversation between myself XD I'll start with the girls... The talk may take some time...]

The procedures of yesterday had been repeated, the woman had been washed- vigerously back scrubbed and preened by the handmaids that lived around the city.
Each looked a work of art, though a sorrow full one; Like caged birds, like nightingals that had lost their will to sing, yet were still kept for the beauty in their sorrow.
The elf had barely spoken, letting the women tend to her as they willed; yet though she kept telling herself she would only obey in body, it seemed her soul had already departed for Manos' Halls.

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Ilythiiri watched Rhavaniel in increasing distress, chewing her bottom lip fiercely. "Rhav!" she said anxiously, putting a small hand on the elf's arm. "Where are you? Come back!" she entreated urgently as there was no response. She stopped and turned to look at Miriel, violet eyes near to filling with tears.

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((So.. You're having a conversation with yourself...? Or with us? *is confuzzled* School must have slowed down my mind ))

Miriel cried in silence, without spilling any tears. She hadn't spoken, her head was bowed and she still felt responsible for her friends suffering. Now they were going to be showed like merchandise on a market. Her finger lightly touched thering around her neck and realised that she would be captured here for the rest of her life.

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

"Miriel!" cried Ilythiiri, now quite upset. "You can't do this!" She moved back and forth between the two, distressed, and finally said shrilly, "Well, I'm not going to give up! You can cry and - and - I don't know - but I'm not going to walk in there and let him show me off like - like a bird in cage!"

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Miriel looked up to Ilythiiri who finally seemed to have found her courage, and nodded, though her body was trembling.
"You do not understand Ilythiiri."she whispered "Year after year I've lived in terror- and fear. I tried- I tried to stand up for myself, not to be treated like.. like a slave but I only brought myself - and my only friends misery."
She paused for a moment, her eyes shining bright and then said "But you're right..the least we can do is try.."

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

Ilythiiri turned to look at Rhavaniel, a flicker of hope now in her purple eyes. But the elf was still unresponsive. Ilythiiri touched her shoulder uncertainly. "Rhavaniel?" she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Please, come back."

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