"During some nights the moon can tell what the daylight can't"
I am most certain that two bodies dancing in a flow of whispers, is something done since very early times. Maybe since the first born race arrived to this earth. When that happened, not just whispers can be heard but also a flux of breaths, lovely words, odors, shades and poetry. Seduction.
It is said that seduction arrives in different forms and time. People who have the knowledge about many things surely won't agree with me, but I am almost sure seduction is malleable. The dust of stars that it emanates is different from one area to another. Annals of history, which I have read at Bree near the scholar's stair, would not let me lie.
Sparkles or dust of stars change from place to place. Is not the same, in a way, that a man with tough skin, beautiful and silky bronze skin (like the men from Umbar) whispers to your ear sweet words, than if a man from Dale (with all that attractiveness they have) does. One will have to whisper louder than the other, but that other knows the art of words.
Some men don't know the art of words, of seduction, but they try hard (sometimes so hard and uncomfortable that it is painful to see that). The curious point in this is that they believe you don't notice they are trying in en excessive way. Anyway... irrelevant information. I entered the other night to this place in Bree which is an inn. A curl of my hair was hanging playfully from the rest of my hairstyle as a result of the wind blowing outside the inn, and all in a sudden, a male figure was running searching for the door of the place, but I almost could see his dust of stars glowing when our gazes met. Mine was friendly but without that dust. His, was not just friendly. So he even tried to dominate the art of seduction. He invited me to occupy a table with him but was clear to me that the art of words was not something in his side. So, our bodies are not destined to dance together, to breath together and rest peacefully.
"...but what I can't stand, by any circumstance, is that they don't know how to fly..."
