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[tar_calion]

*Leaves Eärendil's and takes a rather circuitous route home, not looking forward to facing his father's wrath.*

*Creeps inside and looks for his mother, knowing that if he can reach her first, all will be well!*

*Scurries down the hall and runs right into his father.*

Bugger.

Comments

[gimilkhad]

Now just where did you run off to eariler on, hmm?

[tar_calion]

*sullenly* The coast.

[gimilkhad]

And what pray, was so pressing that you had to go tearing off there so urgently?

[tar_calion]

It's not lame and gay like a dancing lesson?