Watching the guards leave her farm, Eleniel understood her foolishness. Blood made not a man, except here in Gondor, she'd found; now those she'd sheltered could die for her mistake.
"What now, Haldor? How can I dismiss everybody, or keep them?"
"We might all be dead either way for being North-friends, lady. Mobsters like those listen to no reason."
Taking a stand took courage; a greater test was doing the right thing. "Sell what we can, quietly; divide the money among the workers. Let Gondorians return to their families' homesteads; we'll help the rest reach Rhovanion before it's too late."
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Day 18: Plight
Date: 2011-03-20 02:14 am (UTC)Watching the guards leave her farm, Eleniel understood her foolishness. Blood made not a man, except here in Gondor, she'd found; now those she'd sheltered could die for her mistake.
"What now, Haldor? How can I dismiss everybody, or keep them?"
"We might all be dead either way for being North-friends, lady. Mobsters like those listen to no reason."
Taking a stand took courage; a greater test was doing the right thing. "Sell what we can, quietly; divide the money among the workers. Let Gondorians return to their families' homesteads; we'll help the rest reach Rhovanion before it's too late."
~the end
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