A tall, gawky girl, slightly knock-kneed and bony, with
a long, thin face and a pronounced nose, the second
thing one notices about Menolly is a mop of dark curling hair
which partially hides her face. She hates to cut her hair. She
has long, graceful, extremely strong fingers in a narrow but
competent hand. Her sudden smiles light up her face and give
her an inner radiance that astonishes those she rewards with
her happiness.
Totally unaware of her physical self, Menolly lives for
music, any sort of music. Sensitive, compassionate, perceptive,
and capable of intense concentration, she was exactly the
temperament and personality to learn all that Harper Petiron had
to teach her. Because music comes so easily to her, she is
unaware of what a tremendous gift, and ability, she possesses --
a modesty which does her almost more harm than good. Loyal to a
fault, she gives her heart unconditionally to the Masterharper
and, later, to Sebell, but they are both musicians enough to
never take advantage of her and to encourage her in her work.
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