Character: Finduilas, Imrahil
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Imrahil watched the back of his sister's dress. It fluttered like bird-wings around her legs. He looked back the way they’d come...at their fading footsteps along the torn lace of the water-line.
Finduilas walked in gentle rocking motion with her hip pressed against the wind. He fought a sudden, wistful feeling she was just a guest, a gift...an exquisite sliver of condensed air.
He let his eyes rest on the strip of pale skin below her dress-hem. She had very narrow ankles.
A gust of wind burrowed into his shirt and breathed shivers down his back like a playful sibling.