#ilinnare

[first-son-of-finwe]

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“Saviour.”

[first-son-of-finwe]

"What did they do to you?" (Gimme beauty and beast angst please :3 )

“Nothing grievous, my lady…in truth, t-they barely marked me…”

Even as he spoke, he knew it was a terrible lie. His breath rattled with every word, and he could feel a searing pain in his side where the sword had been driven through flesh…he couldn’t tell what was rainwater and what was blood, his fur was utterly soaked to the bone.

Finally, he gave a heavy groan and collapsed down onto the floor, not being able to take the pain anymore…he felt lightheaded, but he retained enough strength to reach one paw blindly towards where Nénlíriel was stood.

“P…Please…” he managed, wanting desperately to have some sort of contact with her before his heart ceased to beat. If most of his life had been spent in darkness, then at least he could have this one shard of light before his death.

[0rome-archived]

She saw him and she knew, but could not bring herself to draw closer. It was embarrassing, the thought alone. How could she have known he remembered her? It had been so long... At last, Nénlíriel gathered herself and assumed the role of a lost one. "Excuse me," she began, her voice as calm as it could have been, "Do you know any pharmacy that is nearby?"

@ilinnare

He was loading the sacks of forage to the boot of his car, meaning to leave for the stables before the low hanging clouds would burst in rain. Surprised to hear a voice, he straightened his back and looked at the strangely familiar looking lady.

“Aye”, he paused, frowning a bit, “There’s one jist doon the high street, luv. It’s a bit of a walk fae here, though. Could take ye if ye like. Going through there myself in a bit, jist let me get these sorted first”, he nodded towards the few sacks he still had waiting.

[oropherrrrr]

ilinnare replied to your post: @fonulyn @thesonofgirion @littlestgreenleaf  it’s...

{ uuu you learning Finnish, too? May the Gods be with ye xD }

Pfffft, kiitos xD It’s so haaaaaard! You’re learning it too then?

[thegreatstrongbow]

-ghost symbol-

His voice was weak, sounding hollow and out of place in the sheltered branches of the forest. A pale apparition, flitting between the trees of his home without a sound, without even a breath to betray his presence. Fear had rooted him here, in the land he had loved, resisting the call of Mandos with all his heart. He would not surrender to an unknown, empty future. The Halls held nothing but despair for him.

But he still longed for company, to ease his loneliness for awhile. His hearing was as sharp in death as it had been in life and he found her with ease, calling out a greeting in desperation, not knowing if she would hear.

[atalantelinde]

"If I look back, I am lost."

“Then we will only look forwards to what may come. That is all we can do in any case, Meldanya,”

[first-son-of-finwe]

"Anyone that lays a hand on you will face my wrath." (Because Beauty and the Beast AU and possessive Nénlíriel xD)

“And your wrath is fearsome indeed,” he rumbled with a bow of his head, giving a smile that betrayed no hint of mocking, only an earnest esteem towards the firm-willed maiden. He was flattered by her words, and by her protectiveness, though he could not but fear for her safety nonetheless.

“All the same, my lady...” he sighed, moving closer and leaning forward to briefly nuzzle his damp nose against her cheek. “You ought to leave this place tonight. They will come demanding blood with their firearms and pitchforks, and even you cannot hold off an enraged mob alone. My household and I shall keep them at bay well enough, but I do not wish for you to be in any kind of proximity. I shall fear for you, far too much.”

[0rome-archived]

-offers the Vala a flower crown- (she likes him, okay?)

With a bright smile he bowed down a little so she could place it on his head. “A thank ye, Nénlíriel. How lovely of ye tae compliment me in such a way.”