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[dcviline]

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᯽⊱ @eaglestcr ⊱ Send a " ⭐ " and I will list muses I would be interested in throwing at yours.

Arwen (of course) Legolas Arondir Eönwë Maglor Nimrodel Shelob Celeborn

[deficd]

@eaglestcr from here!

There are conventions that cling to Men like dew in the deepest meadows, and very rarely has Manadh witnessed anything else to challenge their perceptions. An eternity, echoing from the First Age, has not left a bitter taste. After Melkor, they have only observed.

Aragorn baits their curiosity, that fickle thing which breathes beneath their skin.

<What ghosts do you see?> The tree remains as it ever was, though they study it thoroughly. Seeing, trying, trying. <Do you dream awake?>

[calantar]

▐║   ☼   ┊  𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒  𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍  𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌  𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑  𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓  𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇  𝐀  𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖  𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐌  𝐎𝐅  𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐆𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.  She  had  been  elsewhere within her mind.  Far  elsewhere.  ❝  Forgive  me.  I'm  afraid  I  was  .  .  .  reminiscing.  Though  not  over  the  brighter  parts  of  my  life,  ❞  Galadriel  offers  a  gentle smile  in  apology, drenched in a distinct melancholy she oft' cannot hold at bay.  ❝  Such  is  the  curse  of  my  kind,  Aragorn.  We  remember  every  deed.  Sometimes  forgetting  can  be  as  much  of  a  gift  as  forgiveness.  ❞

And  she  is  not  certain  she  will  find  the  latter.  No,  she's  not  certain  she  wants  it,  either.  Once  she  believed  her  only  peace  would  be  in  Valinor  after  her  failings  have  been  rectified.  But  though  she  may  cleanse  them  from  this  Middle-Earth,  they  will  linger  still  within  her  until  the  end  of  these  days.  ❝  Do  you  yet  know  the cost of choice? When the sword is in your hands, you are the one who decides if it should be sheathed or if it should strike. And you will have to be the one to carry the burden of that choice, every single time. When you have learned what it is like to carry that burden, you, too, will ask yourself the same question that I do. I pray that your answer is different.  ❞

@eaglestcr ⊱ continued

[dcviline]

᯽⊱ @eaglestcr ⊱ if you bat your eyes at me, i'll fall in love with you. -for arwen, I thought the idea of him teasing her a little was cute

ㅤㅤㅤ𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍  𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒  𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐄  𝐀𝐒  𝐀  𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓  𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍,  the  mischief  that  brims  in  her  eyes  betraying  her  poise.  Her  innocence  is  false;  too  knowing  to  feign  otherwise,  though  she  humors  him  nonetheless,  a  mirror  of  his  own  playful  words.  ❝ I  haven't  the  slightest  clue  what  you  mean,  ❞  her  lifting  brows  add  to  her  pretense,  for  Arwen,  as  she  always  does,  dances  around  the  bounds  of  something  that  must  not  be  acknowledged.  Yet  it  is  there.  Undeniable.  Tangible  between  them,  yet  untouched.  ❝ I  am  merely  blinking,  ❞  she  returns  his  tease,  but  there  is  a  pause  as  she  takes  a  single  step  closer,  still  far  from  his  reach,  her  head  tilting  in  question  as  her  eyes  flutter,  deliberately  slow.  Much  more  intentional  than  a  mere  blink.  Arwen  continues,  her  grin  growing  by  the  barest  margin,  ❝ Where  is  your  mind?  Surely  your  heart  is  not  so  easily  stirred  by  moving  lashes.  ❞

[promisesofstone]

"Your eyes aren't meant to look like that." -for Legolas

"Nonsense. There is nothing wrong with my eyes."

Of course, the elf was unable to see his own face. If he had, he would have been concerned by how bloodshot his eyes were, or how the usual piercing blue was somewhat faded, as though a light mist had settled over them.

"It is simply dark in here. Likely a result of that blasted curse."

[menelvagor]

Continued from here. For @eaglestcr.

"Mithrandir spoke of their chieftains going east into Mordor." And he knew from his own journeys south there was a deep resentment of the North. "Perhaps it is time we go there and see for ourselves."

Halbarad turned to look at his captain, brows furrowed in his concern. "To Mordor?" he asked, as a shadow of doubt clouded his mind. He knew that nothing good would await them there, and what specifically was shrouded in darkness. "You mean to follow them all the way there?"

[verreprincesse]

@eaglestcr dreamed: "I just want to sleep."

She understood the desperate need to close one's eyes and have the peaceful rest sleep gave to many others. To not see the terror of things past that even haunted the waking hours. She canted her head while she chewed the inside of her cheek. She wanted to help.

She opened her mouth to say something as a flush flamed her cheeks. Maybe he didn't want her help? Maybe he was just venting? The urge to leave before she embarrassed herself was palatable but her want to help was stronger. "Is there anything I can do to help?" She finally asked while her heart thundered in her chest.

Her father had asked her to be good and helpful before he had died, to take care of her stepfamily and it had all been taken advantage of. It scared her to help others now, though the want to was always there.

"You can ignore me, if you want, I just wanted to offer any help... if... if you wanted it."

[verreprincesse]

@eaglestcr dreamed: "Take a breath. It's over."

It's over. It's over.

Still, with those comforting words repeated in her head, she fought. Her eyes were wild as her head whipped around the room in terror, fear her companion. "She's going to find me. She's so angry!" How many times had she woken with fear in her veins, hoping her intuition was wrong only to be broken again? It didn't matter that her stepmother knew nothing of where she was now. Hidden so far away that she wondered if the gods knew where she hid.

Her heart slowed, her breathing evened and soon she realized she wasn't back home where stone and straw was her bed. Where she had to rise before the sun to begin her day. No, she was safe.

She blinked a few more times to clear her blurred vision until she saw the man before her. "I- I'm so sorry, did I wake you?" She trembled out.