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~Phe-chan~
Chapter 30: Flame Craft and Tree
The Nothingness did not frighten Sarah. She felt Gil-galad's presence beside her and knew that he, a mere elf, could not see, feel, or hear her. A stronger presence was with her as well: her father's.
"My bright flame," he said in a resounding voice.
"Father," she replied.
"My red flame," he continued, "you have done well. You have been very... creative."
Sarah smiled, knowing he meant her little chain-saw fiasco.
"Thank you, Father."
"You have a choice, Red flame. Will you come home to us?"
Sarah hesitated, thinking. There was no particular reason why she should NOT go home... Well, she mused suddenly, actually, there was. There were her friends. Their quest might be ending, but that didn't mean that they no longer wanted or needed her, and she knew that she would miss them. Sivi wouldn't go home; she valued her human friends too highly. Sarah decided to follow her cousin's example. Besides...she still had to apologize to Haldir.
"No, Father," she said firmly. "Not yet."
"Well done, my flaming Blossom. I love you."
"I love you, Father."
"Remember the Flame, remember the craft, remember the tree, and remember me."
"Yes, Father."
A curtain of flame descended and enveloped Sarah and Gil-galad.
~Phe-chan~
Chapter 30: Flame Craft and Tree
The Nothingness did not frighten Sarah. She felt Gil-galad's presence beside her and knew that he, a mere elf, could not see, feel, or hear her. A stronger presence was with her as well: her father's.
"My bright flame," he said in a resounding voice.
"Father," she replied.
"My red flame," he continued, "you have done well. You have been very... creative."
Sarah smiled, knowing he meant her little chain-saw fiasco.
"Thank you, Father."
"You have a choice, Red flame. Will you come home to us?"
Sarah hesitated, thinking. There was no particular reason why she should NOT go home... Well, she mused suddenly, actually, there was. There were her friends. Their quest might be ending, but that didn't mean that they no longer wanted or needed her, and she knew that she would miss them. Sivi wouldn't go home; she valued her human friends too highly. Sarah decided to follow her cousin's example. Besides...she still had to apologize to Haldir.
"No, Father," she said firmly. "Not yet."
"Well done, my flaming Blossom. I love you."
"I love you, Father."
"Remember the Flame, remember the craft, remember the tree, and remember me."
"Yes, Father."
A curtain of flame descended and enveloped Sarah and Gil-galad.