02. [The Station, a little slice of home? No, for Beleg this place was the furthest thing from it. From the odd lights overhead, the furnishings made of materials he had never seen before, the unfamiliar types drinks and food (though from the way most people are partaking of them freely he assumed they were safe to consume), and strange devices emitting light and noise nothing was familiar here. Not even the air was the same. He had been offered a room but as it was a tiny, cramped, and windowless space he had stayed out in the patio where the air was at least fresh and clean.
In his hands was what the locals called a tablet computer. Beleg turned it back and forth in his hands, upwards and downwards, a faintly puzzled expression on his face. A device created to access information and to communicate with others, they told him, but declined to explain how to use it when he asked for more information.]
Beleg Cuthalion | Tolkien's Legendarium | OTA
In his hands was what the locals called a tablet computer. Beleg turned it back and forth in his hands, upwards and downwards, a faintly puzzled expression on his face. A device created to access information and to communicate with others, they told him, but declined to explain how to use it when he asked for more information.]