#briefrespitec

Namless lies by the creekbed about to fall asleep when all of a sudden he sits staight up with a start. "Eru? Could it be?" He whispers in his mind barely able to force words to for in his thoughts.... "Yes its me Lord"... Nameless falls down into the dirt Sobbing.... she found him, his magic ring of telepathy... she was in his mind speaking with him as though she was by his side.... how beautifull it was to hear her.... how painfull it was to know she could feel his sorrow. The telepathy burrowed into his shame and regrets, he was so empty with no mental wass to protect his emotions she was able to truly know for a moment how he fealt, he was unable to sheild or hide details from her for his mind had grown weak. But more important. He could feel her love and compassion... he wept with her and shared his deepest pain, his deepest longing to be home with her... though he knew itnwas imposible to be as it was. It was imposible for him to be as he was. An hour he wept with her in his mind. An hour she comforted and consoled him. An hour he felt loved... rememberd.... In the end she shared her dŕeams with the nameless shell of a man and all the desires in her heart, her vision for what life could be one day when he came home.... as she spoke he wept and slowly drifted off to sleep as content as a starving man could ever be. If only Zet'tallen could be so kind