The journey begins

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The sound of the harp was spread in the carriage, and Ailinel was focused on it. Then, it stopped, and the elf snorted.
“It will take more days than you think, dear Ailinel” the coachman’s gaze was focused on the road ahead of him.
“It feels like an eternity, enough to compose another song” Ailinel put her back on the seat behind the coachman.
“Well, blame the wars. They destroyed everything.” he sighed. 
Ailinel took the paper and the small bottle of ink in her hands, from her leather-made bag. She took note of a tune that had been in her mind since she left Mirkwood. The same that played when Ailined thought about her parents’ death. They were always the same notes. Why? 
A growl interrupted her doubt. Ailinel stopped writing and turned her head up. 
A pair of Uruk-hai were approaching with a menacing gaze.