I think she's just scared to come back after being gone for so long, and leaving so abruptly after being so angry with AWE. She said that she didn't want to just barge in here. I told her that everyone wants her back and no one will care how long she was gone as long as she just comes back.
We'll see what happens.
Guess I brought the party down a little. Sorry. I'll try to cheer everyone up with a drabble by Florencia, the goddess of sparrabeth drabbles.
By Night by Florencia http://florencia7.livejournal.com/29760.html
“But ye fortuned me with yer smile,” he twirled a lock of her hair around his finger.
She looked up, the dim candlelight casting shadows on her face. “Sounds suspiciously non-profitable,” she narrowed her eyes at him, her cheek on his chest.
“Not all treasure,” he sifted her hair through his fingers, “is profitable.”
“Oh, I see. So I'm a non-profitable kind of treasure,” she whispered, amused.
“Nay, luv,” he cupped her face in his hands, and brought it closer to his. “Treasure's somethin' ye seek, or find, or both. The end of the journey.” He kissed her.
“So what am I?” she asked, smiling against his lips.
“My journey,” he whispered, the light in his eyes brushing the shadows off her face. “My fortune. Me deadly...,” she pouted, “bonnie...,” she smiled, “fate.” She kissed him.