"Then we should stay in the woods and make a semi perminante shelter i will try to help your friend in the meantime"

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As if you could kill time without injuring eternity

I am the darkness that creates the shadow....i am the essence of night its self.... i am gone before u even knew i was here...

"We should ride for home. It is not too far, and we would be welcome there. Plus, I have someone I need to see." said morwen. She waited for a reaction

(Estel, Where are you?!)

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

(Maybe she was captured by Easterlings or better yet Gondorians!!)

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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

home, that was an unfamilar frase to me, i had never had a home, i never fealt the need for one, the thought of going to a home had me a little unselted, perhaps this is were i should depart, but as a man of honor i knew it was my fault that she was sick so i would stay untill she got better, "how far away is your home?"

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As if you could kill time without injuring eternity

I am the darkness that creates the shadow....i am the essence of night its self.... i am gone before u even knew i was here...

Deawen nodded her reply "we better hurry"

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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

"Lets ride then" the four of us set off for the ones home, myself with some fears but i was able to keep them to myself

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As if you could kill time without injuring eternity

I am the darkness that creates the shadow....i am the essence of night its self.... i am gone before u even knew i was here...

Deawen was alittle unsettled about going home though she was already heading that way it seemed strange.

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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

(sheesh kids, couldnt wait for me? lol... jk. my computer just came back and is fixed so i can actually be on for once! yay!!! how bout we say that Estel had to go somewhere for some odd reason thats unexplained.... unless you want to rescue her or something. i dunno. and she doesnt have to have lost memory... i thought that'd be neat though)

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<img src=http://www.efanguide.com/~lotr/dolls/merry_pippin.gif>
<p><i>The only thing we have to fear is fear itself</i>
<p>
Come armed
or prepare to die
there is no other
end to this road.
<p>
<img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v503/memoriesofold/personalized/morwenvanwaestel.jpg>

Estel awoke from her trance-like state. she was confused and very disoriented. she blinked warily, and then scowled against the brightness of the snow. she shivered involentarily, and glanced at the other three.
"who are you..." she said cautiously, her head still aching... however not as bad. she couldnt remember much... fighting easterlings... waking once... and all those horrible dreams. but beyond that, there was nothing. it was like a mental wall was in her mind, keeping her from remembering anything. she couldnt recall why she was with these people.... on this big horse... and worse yet, who she even was.
"who am I?" she said quietly, looking around in a dazed way. she looked at Shadow curiously, and cocked her head. He was different from other things she had seen... or else she thought so. She tried to press her mind for memory of these people, but it only caused more pain to her head, and she groaned.
"My head... it aches so bad... what happened?" she stamered, her eyes searching the faces of Deawen, Morwen and Shadow. The feeling of the horse beneath her was so farmilar... she knew she could do it in her sleep. the feeling of wind upon her face was refreshing... but not knew. the openness of the plains and the shelter of the trees where both a home to her, that she knew... but why? who was she? what was her life like? she had a sudden though... what if she was an outlaw? she suddenly was afraid of the others. what if they where helpers in the crime? she didnt want to trust them... but knew she must if she wanted her memory back. they could be holding answers she needed. she struggled with an innerbattle of trust and emotions she didnt understand. she felt like crying... however something told her that she didnt cry.

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<img src=http://www.efanguide.com/~lotr/dolls/merry_pippin.gif>
<p><i>The only thing we have to fear is fear itself</i>
<p>
Come armed
or prepare to die
there is no other
end to this road.
<p>
<img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v503/memoriesofold/personalized/morwenvanwaestel.jpg>

i movement starteled me, i turned the girl was awake, i walked over to her and put my hand on her forehead, it was not as warm has it had been earlyer, she would be gettin better, i pulled a peice of hard takk from my clothes. and offerd it to her, "We should ride" i said to the others

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As if you could kill time without injuring eternity

I am the darkness that creates the shadow....i am the essence of night its self.... i am gone before u even knew i was here...

(OUTLAW no no no Deawen becomes an outlaw Later when she becomes a DragonTear but no crime!)your back! and no we can not wait this is my only entertainment!

Deawen looked at Estel confused 'morwen she okay?" Deawen asked Morwen softly

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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

"i think if we show her something of hers that she has had for a very long time, she may remember...I don't know...Her sword, maybe?" suggested Morwen.

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

Deawen side glanced Morwen "sounds promising"

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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

Morwen handed Estel her sword. Whe waited with baited breath for Estel's reaction.

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

(grrr... my computers better but now our internet connection isnt working so i might not reply like... fastly so. sorry)

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<img src=http://www.efanguide.com/~lotr/dolls/merry_pippin.gif>
<p><i>The only thing we have to fear is fear itself</i>
<p>
Come armed
or prepare to die
there is no other
end to this road.
<p>
<img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v503/memoriesofold/personalized/morwenvanwaestel.jpg>

Estel gripped the sword, and looked blankly at it. Its weight was farmilar, and her hands felt comfortable holding it. However, she did not have memory of using it.
"Is this mine?" She asked them.
Than she repeated the former questions.
"Who are you? Why am I here? Who am I?"

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<img src=http://www.efanguide.com/~lotr/dolls/merry_pippin.gif>
<p><i>The only thing we have to fear is fear itself</i>
<p>
Come armed
or prepare to die
there is no other
end to this road.
<p>
<img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v503/memoriesofold/personalized/morwenvanwaestel.jpg>