Anairë | The Silmarillion (anaire) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2013-06-24 00:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !match-up |
WHO: Anairë and Annie Sawyer (Match-up)
WHAT: Random encounter
WHEN: Monday morning
WHERE: Around the shops in town
WARNINGS: None expected!
STATUS: Closed/Ongoing
It seemed to Anairë that the honeymoon stage in this place had almost certainly ended. She was still very glad to be in the same place as her husband and two of her sons, but it no longer seemed that this was going to be a place of happiness and parties, as Tirion had promised to be before Morgoth's lies fell upon them.
No, there was little joy to be found here in recent days. It had been argument after argument, with people throwing insults in her directions and her family's, and she had often been on the edge of tears. It was part of her intense Noldor heart, she took slights very personally and held tight to her honor.
Today, in her sadness, she had taken a walk, and before she knew it, had found herself in town. Wandering, she'd come upon a bookstore with piles of books inside, and had quickly found a book in her hand that told of her family. She had sat on the street outside the doorstep, reading it until the tears had begun streaming down her cheeks. She wasn't sure how much time had passed before she felt a presence near her and wiped the tears away.
"Sorry," she said softly. "I must be in your way."