𝓐𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓪𝓼 - 𝟐𝟎 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞
Characters: Navëquen/Lúmirë
Synopsis: Lúmirë awakens in the Halls of Mandos. Navëquen takes care of him.
Warnings: Mentions of death and injury
There is darkness all around him.
To Lúmirë, it feels like comfort, like being wrapped in a warm, soft blanket, reminding him of the depths of Eä and the firmament he calls home. His ëala is light and free, and there is no more pain.
As he slowly wakes from his slumber, he senses the presence of another nearby; quiet, waiting until he is ready, reaching out only once he stirs.
His ëala recognizes Navëquen's before he has even remembered his name, and a few notes of joy brighten his celestial form. Lúmirë has trouble remembering when they last met in spirit, without the restrictions of their chosen shapes, though he slowly begins to recall bits and pieces of memories, gentle words whispered to him while his fána was giving out and his ëala struggling to be released.
"This will be your home for a time, yes," Navëquen replies. He appears to sense the celestial Maia's confusion, and hums a few notes of calm and comfort as he patiently waits for him to remember.
"Worry not. It is safe, and I am here."
Lúmirë looks down at where his hands would be. "So I did die, in the end. And you brought me here with you."
"I said I came to guide you, didn't I?"
He sighs and nods. The trickle of memories becomes more and more akin to a flood, and he remembers the pain he was in, remembers how hard he struggled to keep his fána alive until Navëquen came to his bedside and gently encouraged him to let go, promised him that everything would be alright and his loved ones would be taken care of.
A dull ache remains within his ëala, the wound of losing his fána, yet it's nothing compared to what he's been through; and for the first time in years, he feels peace and relief.
"I know it hurts," Navëquen says, perceiving his thoughts through their connection. "But it will get better soon, I promise."
"If you say so, I believe it."
Lúmirë moves closer, craving comfort. The other Maia is happy to oblige, parts of his spirit wrapping around him like a raven's wings.
"Stay with me for a while, will you?"
"Of course, my little deer."
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