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[Kaito]
It has been long since last we spoke. How have you fared?

[Felix]
You need not answer me if it will be difficult for you. However, it would put my heart at ease to hear how you have fared since last we met.

[Deathwing]
[There is a small bouquet of roses outside your door, delivered via castle ghost-no note or anything. Do with them as you will; she has made her point. And yes, she's perfectly aware that your room was invaded recently; it's why she figures you'll be keeping an eye on it.]

[One of the few benefits of this place was the borrowed time with her granddaughter. So, it should be no surprise that Galadriel once again finds herself wandering up to Arwen's room. When she gets there, however, she is met by a blank name plate.

She just stares for a moment, waves of emotion washing over her- sorrow, relief, anxiety about what Arwen will face in their own world. Eventually, she opens the journal and dictates in a voice devoid of sentiment; whatever she's feeling, she's not about to broadcast it to the entire castle.]

The Lady Arwen Undómiel has been returned to her home. [There's a long pause] It is for the best. I would like to personally extend my gratitude to all who showed her hospitality and kindness while she was here. I cannot thank you enough for making her stay a little less trying.

[And now you can find her under Alexstrasza's tree, brooding thinking. Bother her if you want, but she's feeling a little melancholy.]

Comments

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

I can.

There is a strong force of darkness about this place. I cannot probe more deeply than that without repercussions. What little I can see is shrouded in mist and shadow.

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

This place's magic is that powerful... [ spoken to herself in wonderment, mostly. ]

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

It is a force to be reckoned with. [When Sauron's mind is easier to read...]

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

But... I'm sure we'll find a way to get out of here!

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

I have not yet forsaken hope.

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

I'm glad... but in the meantime, we can still create happy memories in this place.

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[She can't help but smile at that. Apparently adorable Japanese teenager is the cure for Elven melancholy.]

You have a wisdom beyond your years, young one.

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

[ now it's time to be flustered again. galadriel's soothing voice makes her skin tingle. ]

Um, thank you!

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[How does her voice manage to be soothing even when she's upset? She will never know.]

I only give praise where it is due.

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

[ because she is the most amazing ever. ]

You sound very wise, too!

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[She chuckles.] Many thanks.

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

Have you been able to settle in well?

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

I have, thank you. For all that may be said of this place, the people are, by and large, not unwelcoming.

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

I don't think people should judge others here, anyway. Everyone's got something unique about them.

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[This is why she thinks you are wiser than normal for your age, Uru. Can you hear the smile in her voice?]

And what is unique about you, Uru?

1/2

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

Me?

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

Oh! [ akjhfjse ] I don't actually have anything like that... I didn't even travel back home. I'm just a high schooler.

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

Power is not the only thing which may distinguish a person, nor necessarily the most important. Say not that you are "just" this, or "simply" that, for it is oft the most seemingly ordinary who accomplish the greatest tasks.

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

[ a pause. ]

Does that happen in your world?

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

It does.

[Gotta love them hobbits.]

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

I guess it's easy to forget what you're capable of when your friends can lift heavy things without flinching... or fly without wings.

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[The people here, man... Her voice becomes just a little softer as she says this.]

When my granddaughter first arrived here, she spoke of a tapestry. A single thread may seem insignificant, yet pull it and the entire piece may unravel.

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

[ she pauses. ]

And it'd be a good thing, wouldn't it?

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

I suppose that depends entirely on what we are unraveling. [Which direction do we want to take this metaphor?]

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

[ she thinks about that. ]

Maybe... finding your own strength.