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"What if you stayed this time?"

Her eyes narrowed in confusion as her eyes rested on Gil-Galad. "What do you mean?" She asked carefully, folding her arms over her deep red dress.

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“To be quite honest, I don't get to see a lot of strangers around here lately. And what is worse; when I do, they are not of the best kind you'd wish to run into, trully. So let me just ask you right away, do you mean any harm?" The Woodsman shuffles the ax on his broad shoulder, just to assure that it is still there. Both, himself, and the stranger.

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(rumor meme) The only reason Galadriel got a ring is because you wanted to sleep with her.

"How simplistic and insulting of you to say! I passed my treasures on because I knew I was marked for death, else I assure you none of the Three would have landed in your possession. Do you find it difficult to believe I gave it to her out of respect rather than lustful craving?"

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11) A drabble about my muse’s worst enemy.

The sheets were damp with perspiration. It was a balmy, humid night but the dreams were stressful and terrifying. A sweat broke out from the mere thought of the reality of them. He tossed, with little regard to the maia sprawled out next to him and seemed oblivious to the fist that landed squarely on his chest.

Círdan curled against the comforting form even as his brows furrowed deeply, fisting a handful of the sheets. A low groan escaped as the images became more and more vivid, more distinct as if seen through the present rather than the mind’s eye.

A stranger at their gates, clad in finery and fair beyond measure even for their own kin. Promising them jewels and technologies and the glorious future being all but within their grasp. He stood before them and there was something more to his substance there and it was familiar. It actually reminded him of Ossë - something far more powerful and large than what he truly seemed. It was concerning because this was something that was bound to happen.

Rather than seeing that scene play out, the dream blurred and the timeline changed to something that he could only assume was the future. It was a battle. There stood the mighty figure in armor that gleamed in the dull light of the ashen land. Standing there over the remains of others, others that he recognized via their crowns or sigils embroidered onto their mantles. There was one mantle, a resplendent blue with the stars that he had seen daily since he took in the young Noldor prince as a would-be king but now a true king.

A mantle resting upon the burned and charred remains of the now former king with the spear broken by his side. It was all he could do to look up from what had been Gil-galad, now broken and made no more, to the darker force standing there and the bright gleam of a ring on his finger that burned and gave off a greater sense of dread than the mourning and anguish his heart started to grasp.

Círdan awoke with a shout, sitting up quickly and looking around the room as if there would be some manner of a threat but there was only Ossë looking up at him with wide, curious eyes. ”Just dreams,” he murmured but his hands were still shaking and sweat clung to his brow and trickled into his beard.

"Just dreams," he repeated but even with his eyes open, he could not shake the memory of the dark lord that haunted his dreams. His vision.

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"Hear my heartbeat? Just focus on that."

Nodding slowly, she sucked in deep breaths as she tried to calm her rapid heart. "Thank you, Gil-Galad." She muttered into his chest.

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"Are you bleeding?"

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"Just let it be, maybe things are better this way."

Estë shook her head, hands glowing a faint white as she turned her thought to the Elf before her. His wounds were great indeed, but there was hope for him yet. And yes was determined to save him, if indeed she could.

Faint white spiraled about her fingers as she let her hands hover over the wound that looked the worst, and Estë turned her head to look at the Elf, “I would ask you to not speak like that, dear,” the Valie said calmly, letting no emotion save care appear on her face. “For there is always hope.”

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