Chapter 22 ~ An Hour's Rest (M)

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Faeriel's limbs were stiff and sore as the group climbed through the jungle of giant mossy oaks and beeches, but she pushed herself to keep up. Talishaya strode gracefully at her side and Rusco rode perched upon her shoulder. Companionable silence rested between them. Faeriel felt grateful, for far too exhausted was she to speak much.

Her soul still quaked as she recalled staring into the dark of the abyss... the coming of death... it had seemed so certain then. But in the merging deeds of many comrades, elf and squirrel, evil had not triumphed that day. Many times Faeriel sent her silent thanks to Rusco, and raised her hand to hug him, his small velvety form filling her with the familiar sense of home.

Even though her hug with Legolas was over, the young elleth felt a warmth left behind in her heart and in all the places their bodies had touched that endured long into the night. Oft she caught Legolas glancing back at her. Heat blossomed in her under his soft, lingering regard.

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