Aspects of Nerdanel 2 - Memories of Seven by Erulisse

Chapter 3 - Changing Contours

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Changing Contours

Nerdanel strode into her studio, her cloak snagging on the end of Tyelkormo's cloak peg as she passed.

Her son had attached the roughened antler tine hanger, uncaring how far it protruded from the wall. The antler shaft was rough and tipped with the sharp tine it mimicked his personality - a perfect reflection. She smiled, and then frowned as she examined the small tear in her cloak more carefully.

Walking to her work bench she selected a sheet of roughened paper from a compartment, returning to the alcove with a determined demeanor. “Time to sand this down,” she muttered.

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