Minti (Memories)

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Recap-

Young Gwaeneth ran into her fathers arms, trying to comfort him some, but he was mainly focused on his wife.
The two Dwarves remained in the doorway.
Northon (Northa-on) held his daughter loosely to him, her head tucked under his chin, sitting in his lap. They both sat on her mothers bed, she was covered in sweat at times gasping for breath. Other times yelling out in pain. Gwaeneth took her hand. "It'll be okay mum." She said through tears.
Mithan (Mith-ann) smiled at her, and squeezed her hand. "I know, darling. Whatever may come...stay strong. Never stop fighting." She spoke.
Another wave of pain hit her before she could speak to her husband.
He held his daughter tighter, tears hitting her head.
"Northon, keep our daughter safe. Hold on, for me."
"I'll try, my love." He repeated.
Gwaeneth slowly got off her fathers lap, and headed to the two Dwarves.
"Thank you for trying, Óin."
"I wish I could've done more."
"And thank you for bringing him here, Thorin." She smiled through her tears.
Once more, he knelt to eye-level. "If you ever need our help, or wish to play with my nephews. Just send word. We're honored to have a race such as yours here. You'll be trained to fight with your wooden sword too, don't worry."
Gwaeneth smiled before hugging them both. They were a blessing in her life.

Both had good hearts, that she sensed. That is why she grew so close to Thorin so fast.

Sadly, Mithan was like this, for another week. Before she passed.

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* apostrophe in 'italics are thoughts'
- Example: 'I had no idea where to go now...'

* Bold asterisk symbol * symbols are a translation in Elvish.*
- Example: "Mae Govannen." *Well Met.*

* Italics without apostrophes give more emphasis it the word(s)
- Example: Run. Run!

* Dreams will be within Bold dash and asterisk symbols
- Example: -* She drempt of the night it happened. *-

* Memories will be italic and within bold colons ::
- Example: :: Gwaeneth remembered the day her father made her wooden sword. ::

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Song: All The Pretty Little Horses
Artist: Ashley Serena

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Gwaeneth laid in bed, looking out the window hugging her teddy bear close to her as tears rolled down her cheeks. She felt numb for the first time in her life.
Memories flooded her mind, :: she remembered her mother sitting on the side of her bed, tucking her in a fond smile on her face and she began singing...

Hush-a-bye
Don't you cry
Go to sleep my little baby
When you wake
You shall have
All the pretty little horses
Blacks and bays
Dapples and greys
Dancing through the sky
When you wake
You shall have
All the pretty little horses
Hush-a-bye
Don't you cry
Go to sleep my little baby
When you wake
You shall have
All the pretty little horses
Blacks and bays
Dapples and greys
Dancing through the sky
When you wake
You shall have
All the pretty little horses
When you wake
You shall have
All the pretty little horses.... ::

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