First, she had heard Estu shouting, which had set her running. Next, she had heard Esfor scream, and the eagles of Aran Einior himself could not have bested her speed.
"Iynenin, what is the matter?" she calls to her sons as she passes through the door.
They are gripping each other fast; she flings herself to the ground and takes them both into her arms. Here they are safe, she tries to say without words. She will let no harm befall them.
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Date: 2016-04-10 09:12 pm (UTC)"Iynenin, what is the matter?" she calls to her sons as she passes through the door.
They are gripping each other fast; she flings herself to the ground and takes them both into her arms. Here they are safe, she tries to say without words. She will let no harm befall them.