Her Return

He sat there at the meeting, the guild members discussing the important events in everyday Glade life. Lylander was not one for discussion, thus why his mind wandered so freely that night; yet not so freely. All his thoughts centered around her. She was the stable ground in which all of his random thoughts swirled about. He just wanted to jump up from his seat, run to her side and hold her. To feel her warmth and to touch her smooth skin would be enough joy to last him through a thousand tragedies.
She held his hand, most likely to please him and walked by his side to the meeting. That tiny embrace meant more to him than she could have possibly known.
"Concentrate Lyle....concentrate...you have to focus on the meeting!" he told himself.
Ugh..Vampires. A horrid topic, he thought again as he felt the still visible wounds under his gorget. "Corellon damn them... Damn Christina for doing this to me...causing me to be a nervous wreck around everyone who cares about me..."
Drareswen would never hurt you, he again told himself, only to shake away that thought and regain focus.
It was then he felt it...that damnable sensation of the otherworld calling. He quickly rose and began to exit, bowing to them all and saying his farewells to the group.
He quickly passed her chair, knelt down beside her and whispered
"Namaarie Drareswen." with as much emotion and tenderness to fill the entire city of Britan. He walked out seeing that she was heavily involved in the meeting to notice him and he walked outside...
...only to crash into Grondan and Dark Knight. Grondan needed to give him an extravigant gift for some odd reason (he always giving Lylander SOMETHING...hmm, I wonder why). Lylander walked though them patting them on their shoulders and merely whistled through his ear to ear grin.
"Why are ye so happy, Lylander?" Gron asked him inquisitvely.
"Aye, it looks as if someone gave ye a million gold bank check!" DK added.
"Nay, lads. Something far better..." Lylander replied with all the sinceity in his heart.
"Drareswen has returned..."

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> He sat there at the meeting, the guild members discussing the important events in everyday Glade life. Lylander was not one for discussion, thus why his mind wandered so freely that night; yet not so freely. All his thoughts centered around her. She was the stable ground in which all of his random thoughts swirled about. He just wanted to jump up from his seat, run to her side and hold her. To feel her warmth and to touch her smooth skin would be enough joy to last him through a thousand tragedies. > She held his hand, most likely to please him and walked by his side to the meeting. That tiny embrace meant more to him than she could have possibly known. > "Concentrate Lyle....concentrate...you have to focus on the meeting!" he told himself. > Ugh..Vampires. A horrid topic, he thought again as he felt the still visible wounds under his gorget. "Corellon damn them... Damn Christina for doing this to me...causing me to be a nervous wreck around everyone who cares about me..." > Drareswen would never hurt you, he again told himself, only to shake away that thought and regain focus. > It was then he felt it...that damnable sensation of the otherworld calling. He quickly rose and began to exit, bowing to them all and saying his farewells to the group. > He quickly passed her chair, knelt down beside her and whispered > "Namaarie Drareswen." with as much emotion and tenderness to fill the entire city of Britan. He walked out seeing that she was heavily involved in the meeting to notice him and he walked outside... > ...only to crash into Grondan and Dark Knight. Grondan needed to give him an extravigant gift for some odd reason (he always giving Lylander SOMETHING...hmm, I wonder why). Lylander walked though them patting them on their shoulders and merely whistled through his ear to ear grin. > "Why are ye so happy, Lylander?" Gron asked him inquisitvely. > "Aye, it looks as if someone gave ye a million gold bank check!" DK added. > "Nay, lads. Something far better..." Lylander replied with all the sinceity in his heart. > "Drareswen has returned..."
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