The Dream Part 2
The group elders sat around the small table, discussing Agador's dream. They had feared such a dream since they received news Sauron could be seeking a new home. "Impossible!" one of the elders, Gildray, shouted. "Is it? Woodland elves always suspected how much power he really holds, I think it is possible." Said Mërcint, the father of Cirwen. The room was quiet to for quite some time, until Entälenir spoke up. "Whether it is or not, we must decide what to do. There is a possibility that what Agador says she dreamt may be true." The rest of the elders nodded. "Of course, this may not happen for quite some time. Agador said she was about as old as her father is now, that won't be for another 1000 years, at least." "Let us hope we have that amount of time to plan," said Mërcint, and stood up from his seat. "Should we be going now?" he asked. "Yes, yes, you are all dismissed." Said Entälenir, and he stepped out himself.
Meanwhile
Agador and Brier were summoned by Cirwen to help her pick weeds. They talked as they worked. "I hope the elders know what to do, that dream sure was frightening." Agador stated, wiping sweat from her forehead. "Mmm hmm, I just hope Cirwen doesn't force us to do any more work today!" Brier replied with a chuckle. He tugged on a leaf, and when it popped out of the ground it sent him flying backwards. Agador laughed out loud, but stopped when she saw what Brier had pulled up. "Brier! Cirwen will surely knock you when she finds out you pulled one of her carrots!" Brier stared down at the small orange carrot in his hands. "Well, she doesn't have to find out!" Brier exclaimed and took a bite out of the carrot. Agador stared at him with wide eyes, but then grabbed the vegetable out of his hands and ate a bit herself. "Hey! That's my carrot!" Brier continued, and jumped on Agador. She let out a small scream, but laughed as she wrestled in Cirwen's garden. Entälenir approached, unable to believe what he was seeing. He laughed as Brier and Agador stood up, full of dirt. The carrot lay forgotten on the ground, and Agador continued to chase Brier through the village even after Entälenir called after both of them.
The group elders sat around the small table, discussing Agador's dream. They had feared such a dream since they received news Sauron could be seeking a new home. "Impossible!" one of the elders, Gildray, shouted. "Is it? Woodland elves always suspected how much power he really holds, I think it is possible." Said Mërcint, the father of Cirwen. The room was quiet to for quite some time, until Entälenir spoke up. "Whether it is or not, we must decide what to do. There is a possibility that what Agador says she dreamt may be true." The rest of the elders nodded. "Of course, this may not happen for quite some time. Agador said she was about as old as her father is now, that won't be for another 1000 years, at least." "Let us hope we have that amount of time to plan," said Mërcint, and stood up from his seat. "Should we be going now?" he asked. "Yes, yes, you are all dismissed." Said Entälenir, and he stepped out himself.
Meanwhile
Agador and Brier were summoned by Cirwen to help her pick weeds. They talked as they worked. "I hope the elders know what to do, that dream sure was frightening." Agador stated, wiping sweat from her forehead. "Mmm hmm, I just hope Cirwen doesn't force us to do any more work today!" Brier replied with a chuckle. He tugged on a leaf, and when it popped out of the ground it sent him flying backwards. Agador laughed out loud, but stopped when she saw what Brier had pulled up. "Brier! Cirwen will surely knock you when she finds out you pulled one of her carrots!" Brier stared down at the small orange carrot in his hands. "Well, she doesn't have to find out!" Brier exclaimed and took a bite out of the carrot. Agador stared at him with wide eyes, but then grabbed the vegetable out of his hands and ate a bit herself. "Hey! That's my carrot!" Brier continued, and jumped on Agador. She let out a small scream, but laughed as she wrestled in Cirwen's garden. Entälenir approached, unable to believe what he was seeing. He laughed as Brier and Agador stood up, full of dirt. The carrot lay forgotten on the ground, and Agador continued to chase Brier through the village even after Entälenir called after both of them.
