[Open: Aredhel] 342 days without accident

[arid_white_lady]

It's been almost a year since she was officially widowed. To some, it might be time enough to mourn and move on, but elves' lives are so very long that a year only feels like a pale fraction of eternity to them

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[ofsandandstone]

Lystra's taking Tyan out to play in the snow (or so she says; she's also planning to play in the snow herself), and she's pleased to run into somebody she knows.

"Aredhel!" she calls, smiling.

[arid_white_lady]

The girls are focused on their fort, and so Aredhel comes to greet Lystra instead. "Lystra, it has been a time," she says, and she will touch her arm, then greet Tyan properly.

"Have you been well?"

[ofsandandstone]

"I've been fine," Lystra says, beaming. "Isn't the snow wonderful?"

[arid_white_lady]

"It most certainly is," Aredhel agrees. The girls grin, and start dancing on the snow.

"Did you have it in your homeland?"

[ofsandandstone]

"No," Lystra says, bending to scoop a little snow up in one mittened hand, just so she can stare at it in wonder. "I'd never seen it before I came here."

[arid_white_lady]

"You are blessed to see it thus," the elven lady replies in confidence, and looking at her daughters, "as are they."

She sighs, and looks at the other woman.

"My first encounter with snow was not so kind."

[ofsandandstone]

"Did you get stuck in a snowstorm?" Lystra asks, sounding rather like a child who's excited to hear a story.

[arid_white_lady]

"It hit our folk as we were trudging up a mountain pass called the Helcaraxe," she replies. "It would not let up, and lasted so long, that it took many."

[ofsandandstone]

Well now this story is just depressing. Her smile fades.

"How did you get out?"

[arid_white_lady]

"There is no secret to it," Aredhel replies quietly. "One must walk, and walk, and walk some more, until they find a valley and shelter, is all."

She smiles a little, bravely. "My people are strong, and we pulled through."

[ofsandandstone]

Lystra sighs. "It must have been terrifying."

[arid_white_lady]

"Beleriand is not for the faint of heart," Aredhel agrees.

They might be interrupted by a flurry of snowballs, though.

The girls would like attention, thank you very much.

[ofsandandstone]

Lystra squeals happily. "We've been ambushed!"

[arid_white_lady]

"Take no prisoners!" Hirie cries out, and Alquie, following on that impulse, tackles her mother, who falls gracefully to the ground, laughing.

"Help, oh, do save me, Lystra, for I have fallen prey to our enemies!"

[ofsandandstone]

"I can't!" Lystra calls in reply. "I've been horribly wounded!"