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Aragorn gasped as she stepped in. She was gorgeous. Not ordinary gorgeous like girls in magazines. She was beautiful, even more beautiful than Arwen, Aragorn admitted to himself. The thing was, she was real. Real eyes, whirlpool eyes, that pulled Aragorn in to their never-ending swirls. A perfectly shaped nose, every inch of complexion was flawless. Her lips were irresistible, always hinting a smile. Her hair was hanging loosely at her shoulders, curling slightly at the ends, not a strand out of place. Aragorn rose, his eyes not shifting from her. 'Can I help you?' He thought in his head. But then he shook himself from these thoughts in disgust. 'But I love Arwen' he thought. But this thought was unsure. He couldn't hold back his feelings of attraction for this woman who had just stepped in. He realized that she seemed intrigued with him too. He realized that he was staring. Suddenly embarrassed, Aragorn glanced down at his bare feet. "I have come to see Bren." She said in a sing-song, that grasped at Aragorn's heart. "Yes, I know Bren, he is not here, I will lead you to him if you wish ma'am." Aragorn said with a small bow. "Aragorn, may I have a word with you outside?" Said Arwen sharply. She stiffly walked outside, click her flip- flops on the ground rudely. Aragorn was overcome with a strong feeling of dislike for Arwen. Nevertheless, he helplessly followed her outside. "What's wrong, my love?" Aragorn asked innocently, he saw playing stupid as the only way out. "What's wrong?" Aragorn repeated. "The time has come Aragorn." Said Arwen wisely. A single teardrop rolled down her right cheek. Slowly at first, but soon it gathered pace. "You don't love me anymore and I can see it, the time has come for me to leave you." She said softly, turning and walking softly down the trail, her long aqua robes flowing in the wind behind her. A second tear rolled, but this timed down the cheek of Aragorn. The time he had shared with Arwen had been meaningful, but he wiped away the single tear, knowing that the time had come, for he knew inside that Arwen was in love wit Tisoon, his own cousin. He returned to the bungalow.
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Aragorn gasped as she stepped in. She was gorgeous. Not ordinary gorgeous like girls in magazines. She was beautiful, even more beautiful than Arwen, Aragorn admitted to himself. The thing was, she was real. Real eyes, whirlpool eyes, that pulled Aragorn in to their never-ending swirls. A perfectly shaped nose, every inch of complexion was flawless. Her lips were irresistible, always hinting a smile. Her hair was hanging loosely at her shoulders, curling slightly at the ends, not a strand out of place. Aragorn rose, his eyes not shifting from her. 'Can I help you?' He thought in his head. But then he shook himself from these thoughts in disgust. 'But I love Arwen' he thought. But this thought was unsure. He couldn't hold back his feelings of attraction for this woman who had just stepped in. He realized that she seemed intrigued with him too. He realized that he was staring. Suddenly embarrassed, Aragorn glanced down at his bare feet. "I have come to see Bren." She said in a sing-song, that grasped at Aragorn's heart. "Yes, I know Bren, he is not here, I will lead you to him if you wish ma'am." Aragorn said with a small bow. "Aragorn, may I have a word with you outside?" Said Arwen sharply. She stiffly walked outside, click her flip- flops on the ground rudely. Aragorn was overcome with a strong feeling of dislike for Arwen. Nevertheless, he helplessly followed her outside. "What's wrong, my love?" Aragorn asked innocently, he saw playing stupid as the only way out. "What's wrong?" Aragorn repeated. "The time has come Aragorn." Said Arwen wisely. A single teardrop rolled down her right cheek. Slowly at first, but soon it gathered pace. "You don't love me anymore and I can see it, the time has come for me to leave you." She said softly, turning and walking softly down the trail, her long aqua robes flowing in the wind behind her. A second tear rolled, but this timed down the cheek of Aragorn. The time he had shared with Arwen had been meaningful, but he wiped away the single tear, knowing that the time had come, for he knew inside that Arwen was in love wit Tisoon, his own cousin. He returned to the bungalow.
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