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Post by Eidlin Isilramel on Aug 19, 2005 16:05:02 GMT -5
"And here I was thinking that they would have more luck finding a girl when they could actually say a word without chocking on their tongue in the process," Eidlin replied nodding to a man who was trying to order what seemed to be another drink, but his speech was too slurred on account of him having already being drunk.
"I hope that there are a few decent men out there," she said giving the drunk man a disgusted look. "Otherwise, I fear that I'm doomed to loneliness," she said with a small smile. "And what about you, Cellina? Has any man caught your eye?"
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Post by Cellina on Aug 24, 2005 2:13:53 GMT -5
Cellina laughed and looked at the same man with an pittied-smile. She looked back at the girl with her eyes looking at her over the rim of her glass. She smiled and then blushed a deep red when she asked about if she had her eye on anyone.
"There are few decent men at this time... but whatever... it takes time to find the right one..." she blushed again, "One... perhaps. But I don't think he sees me that way..."
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Post by Eidlin Isilramel on Aug 24, 2005 19:19:59 GMT -5
"Well why wouldn't he?" Eidlin asked, eyebrows raised in surprise. "You are the nicest person I've met, not to mention smart, funny, and independent. Elven looks to brag about aren't exactly unfavorable in my book either."
"I presume that it is a man that has taken your eye than," she finally said as she took a long sip of her wine. "For you said a few decent men, but if I have grown too bold, tell me so."
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Post by Cellina on Aug 25, 2005 21:26:51 GMT -5
Cellina was touched by her comments, "Thank you Eidlin!" she smiled.
"I gave him a kiss of friendship. Just on the side of the face..." she turned slightly pink, "We were dancing..."
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Post by Eidlin Isilramel on Aug 26, 2005 22:26:15 GMT -5
"It's in the moments of pure happiness that we let our guard down," Eidlin said with a smile. "And friendship is a step, towards where only you can decide."
"So dancing you said," the girl smoothly changed the subject, for she felt she was making her friend uncomfortable. "Tell me, what kind of dancing was if. For personally, I have seen a small number of balls, and none of which looked remotely exciting."
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Post by Cellina on Aug 27, 2005 1:12:05 GMT -5
Cellina smiled again and nodded at the girl's wise words. "Yes... we do..."
She thought about her question for a minute with her face in a smile. "it was just a slow dance.... Spin out, spin in, twirl around, bend back..." she thought about it more and became unaware about anything around her.
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Post by Eidlin Isilramel on Aug 27, 2005 22:58:02 GMT -5
Eidlin smiled as her friend left the tavern and entered the wonderful world of memories. Letting Cellina daydream about her past, the girl thought back on her own past.
She had been to a ball in honor of a rich lord's victory in a battle between a small invading force of rebels from beyond his lands. Eidlin never quite understood how someone could rebel against a lord if they were not under his rule, but she was not expected to understand. As a woman, many thought her inapt to serve as their healer to their soldiers after the battle. Of course she had proved them wrong, and was even respected enough to be allowed to join in the festivities even though a stranger. There all the ladies danced formal, rehearsed dances, with precise movements. It was beautiful to watch, but it seemed more like a show than a dance.
No, Eidlin preferred the wild dances of the nomadic people she had lived with. There, they all danced for personal enjoyment. With a smile she looked at Cellina from across the table. Her dance must have been more civilized than hers but definitely more relaxed than that of the lord's ball. That was something Eidlin wished she could have seen, a center field between to extremes.
Yet the flashes of battled knights, dead men, destroyed her pleasant thoughts. She did not like bloody battles, preferring to refrain from killing herself. It looked like battles followed her at her horse's heals seeing as the lord of that city was not exactly peace loving.
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Post by Cellina on Sept 4, 2005 1:30:39 GMT -5
Cellina glanced at her friend and snapped back, realizing that she had gone off. She watched Eidlin as she thought. Her expressions changed to confused, to strained, to happy, to proud, and then to pain. Cellina looked at the watery wine in her glass and then back up at her new friend.
"Memories of not the same as mine haunt you, dear friend?"
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Post by Eidlin Isilramel on Sept 7, 2005 18:32:13 GMT -5
"Indeed," Eidlin replied with a sigh. She was half lost in her past, half in the present, and hardly grasping at her feeble existence in between.
Still a thought from the past jumped into her mind and she voiced it in the present, so suddenly and with such a serious tone that it must have startled Cellina profusely.
"Do you miss the past? Do you ever wish that things from your past could come back to the present, so you could relive the moments, good and bad?"
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Post by Cellina on Sept 9, 2005 0:58:13 GMT -5
Cellina was a bit startled as Eidlin began to speak, but she somewhat expected it. She listened and then thought on the question.
"In the Elvish..."society"... we call that 'past craving'." she sighed. "It's not the best thing for you to want..." she looked concerned but caring in the same face, "Wanting the past, is like wanting is wanting a war to happen again..." she was talking softly now, "It's not a good thing to want... at all."
She took Eidlin's hand, "Words, formed into sentences, formed into groups, present stories..." she whispered the 'stories', "The only way for you to forget your past.. is to... understand that..." she sighed, "...no matter how much you want it, you can't reach it..." she smiled slightly.
"You take your time to tell me. I'm here forever..." she laughed slightly.
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Post by Eidlin Isilramel on Sept 9, 2005 18:37:41 GMT -5
A pained expression settled over Eidlin's face. She knew well enough what Cellina meant, the other half she put on the back of her mind for later contemplation.
Yet she could easily tell that living forever did not appeal to the elf. The girl could not blame her, for she regarded elves as cursed because of it. Hoping to not dwell on the subject for long, she turned her attention to Cellina's comment on stories instead.
"Well, night time is the best time for stories, and I have enough for every day of the year. Still, perhaps there is one in particular you would like to hear. It is not exactly interesting, but that is for the listener to understand."
Drinking the last of her wine, Eidlin settled herself in her chair before continuing. "Most villages beyond this town are quite small. This particular one I'm going to tell you about had three hundred inhabitants. Perhaps thirty more dwelled in the lords castle, no one is really sure now. In any case, all these humans lead simple lives, lives."
"One day, a force so great came into their humble lives that it overpowered them completely. This force was invisible, a plague, and it entered every home, every tavern, every pigsty in the land. The lord barricaded himself in his castle, and none of his knights could get him to agree to let physicians or healers inside. The man was so scared of letting infection in that his slaves, servants, and clergy men were stuck inside the castle for a month without leaving."
Eidlin's face was expressionless, lost in her own story, in that stories past. "Once the cooks helper and two of the servants came down with the sickness, the lord let them out of his strong hold but no one came in. That continued for three months, until his provisions ran out. Than he packed up his coach and left the town. His castle was destroyed by the citizens, looking for some sort of aid. For indeed, their lives had grown dim in those four months. A hundred people died within a year. Those that lived were too busy caring for the sick to tend the fields. Others, who did die, spread the sickness to the able bodied workers."
"The knights of the kind of the realm sent out sentries, doctors, and aid to the town, for should the King lose his tax collectors, he would have been out of luck. Of course the doctors could not heal all the people and the more they did not treat the longer the sickness prevailed."
"Houses were destroyed by the survivors, the dead unceremoniously were thrown into graves. Worse, the survivors were remarkably young children, who usually were left on their own. In five years, however, no survivors remained. Four crazed men decided to burn the eastern part of the village so that the smoke from the homes of the dead could kill off the sickness. However, with the aid of a good wind, the fire spread too rapidly. It burned the house of the physician, along with his tools. Others burned while lying sick in bed. In the end no one was left alive. No one but me."
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Post by Cellina on Sept 10, 2005 4:14:29 GMT -5
Cellina took in the whole story with her lips parted and her hand over her heart. She was honestly happy that Eidlin took the time to tell her. She nodded and reached across the table and hugged her friend.
"Anything else you wish to speak about?"
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Post by Eidlin Isilramel on Sept 10, 2005 16:22:44 GMT -5
Eidlin gasped as her friend reached over the table and hugged her. Such show of emotion was uncommon to the girl and she did not know how to reply. Gently, she patted the other's back, trying not to seem ungrateful.
"I have nothing more to say. And thank you for your patience and kindness friend," Eidlin whispered to the other quietly.
"Perhaps you have some stories to tell, some that are more positive than my own?" Eidlin suggested with a small smile.
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Post by Cellina on Sept 10, 2005 16:38:21 GMT -5
Cellina pulled back and smiled. She nodded, "Quite a few! What do you want to know about me? There's practically a story to everything about me!" she laughed.
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Post by Eidlin Isilramel on Sept 10, 2005 16:54:52 GMT -5
"I would like to know as much as I can, dear friend. Still, any story you find me worthy enough to hear I'd gladly hear," Eidlin replied.
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