Yellow and Purple

Plato looked outside the window of his home. He was alone that night like many other nights. His loneliness never kept him awake deep into the night, not ever. But that particular night something kept him awake. He wondered " Whether people only liked each other under certain circumstances". He knew it to be the case in his planet for the most part, and for whatever little he knew about other planets, it remained the same as well! He poured himself another glass of vodka and lit a cigarette.The flames ran dry

Arienne looked at her baby. She was asleep. She hid herself well, but knew the hylin were relentless, especially when it came to a matter as important as this! She knew that she would have to be on the move again soon. But first she needed to rest her eyes.

The dwarf company and Archimedes set towards the mountains of the king eared dwarf. They treaded at a rapid pace. Archimedes had a shining gear on him which was like a new instrument to them. He pressed something on it and magically the craft hovered on top of them! They all got in it except Agrin. "I can fly on my own" he snarled at the flying craft and flew away into the sky. The rest of the dwarves and Archimedes flew too themselves towards the location. Arienne held her baby tightly and slept. But she was not fully asleep, every small sound was like an earthquake to her! She was so aware of the environment. But was she aware of the situation? The circumstances she rather put herself through, rather than she found herself in? Perhaps not! The emotions were in control and she was not thinking logically. All that she cared about was the safe keeping of her baby daughter. It started and ended with her now. Like the nights and days had no ending and beginning in Plithir, so was hers and her daughters heartbeat. They were one.

Karamir's heart raced rapidly. I don't have a good feeling about this one! he said and sat in the bench of the craft uncomfortably! What, why? I thought you looked like a man who has seen a fair bit of battles in his life. I have! Said Karamir pressing his hand against his chest and gasping in a very strange manner. Maybe your age is catching up with you? said the arched back dwarf. No I don't think so, said Karamir and now fell flat on the bench. He closed his eyes and rested! What is going on with him? asked Aurokin to the arched back dwarf. He seems to be concerned about an imminent danger, replied the arched back dwarf! Concerned about what? About a fire on a mountain? And he pointed his fingers at Archimedes. Plus don't we have him on our side now, said Aurokin who sat by the bench next to Karamir. Maybe he is blind, said the arched back dwarf and sat beside Aurokin. Karamir mumbled something in his sleep, as Borvin, Archimedes and Thronir stood in the front of the deck talking about the situation!