Glorfindel keeps up the line of questioning as they ascend through the circles of the city - where the coach's appointments those of a normal coach, or were they more of squash? Where-ever did the coachman sit? Did the horses try to eat the pumpkin-coach? In all honesty, it's done on purpose - a tall starlit elf-lord, expounding upon the problems of a pumpkin coach as the white gems in his fair hair glitter as brightly as the stars overhead is a memorable sight - very few people will remember the person walking with him, at this rate.
That, and it's fun watching Alana try to answer such ridiculous questions.
They are near the first circle, the torch-lit courtyard visible overhead, when there's a shrieking cry in the night. The stars over the city are blotted out suddenly by a swiftly-moving something.
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Date: 2015-11-18 07:42 am (UTC)From:That, and it's fun watching Alana try to answer such ridiculous questions.
They are near the first circle, the torch-lit courtyard visible overhead, when there's a shrieking cry in the night. The stars over the city are blotted out suddenly by a swiftly-moving something.