#starofradiance

[feanors-daughter]

“are they dead? did you kill them?” 

hurt meme.

Black blood dripped from her sword, but was quickly wiped away with her blood-red cloak, the blade placed in its sheath at her waist. Orcs lay dead around her feet - it had not been a large party, and she had taken care of them rather quickly, even with her still crippled knee. This had been her first hunt, and it felt good. The weight of her sword in her hand, the smell of blood in the air,the ache of her muscles from the strain of the fight - like long lost memories.

Gil-galad’s voice rang in her ears and she turned to face him. Elrond had likely found her room empty and sword gone and alerted the king. She didn’t blame him, she was not supposed to be straining herself or her still-healing injuries.

“They’re all dead,” she confirmed, nudging the corpse of a fallen orc with her foot. “Hardly even a worthy fight, far too easy even for a cripple.” She limped past him, back towards the city.

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[feanors-daughter]

❛ you’ve been a thorn in my side since you were brought here. ❜

"Then send me away!" She snarled, turning towards the king, hands clenched into fists, teeth bared. "I am healed, I do not need the help of your healers anymore. I can fend for myself."

Though it was a lie, mostly. The majority of her wounds had healed but she could still hardly walk, and she doubted she could hold her own if she was attacked. She didn't know where she would go if she was forced out of Lindon. Eregion, perhaps, to stay with her nephew until she was stronger.

"I have tried to be a gracious guest," her voice was softer now, but still held its edge. She had always been too damn prideful. "But clearly my efforts have been futile. I suppose I should thank you for allowing me to stay here as long as I have. I'll be gone by morning." She turned away again, shaking her head and cursing in her native tongue as she limped pathetically away from the king.

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[forgemaiar]

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Sounds cozy ❤️

|| it was until the kitties left ||

[wanderingarcherviola]

starofradiance has been spotted!

Gathering sticks for the fire wasn’t her favorite job, but it did give the young orc time to think over what to do next, picking up stray sticks she piled them in her arms, humming to herself. Crouching down she was aware of someone approaching until she’d gathered more sticks and stood back up.

Upon seeing the strange elf she dropped the sticks and stumbled back, instinctively reaching for her bow and an arrow “Didn’t no one ever teach ye it’s creepy to sneak up on folks! Specially kids alone in a forest.” She growled.

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[forgemaiar]

"Don't try to pin this all on me. WE did this. You were involved."

“I was, but only in an attempt to convince you to do otherwise.”

Mairon gave the king his sternest disapproving glare from where he stood in mud that was slowly creeping up past his knees as he slowly sank deeper. He lifted an annoyed hand to swat away the clouds of gnats and swamp bugs as he sighed.

“’Let’s pursue orcs through the swamp Mairon, it’ll be faster than going around.’ Back before nightfall, you said.” Both hands lifted, spreading in a broad gesture of the gloomy wetlands surrounding them. “I told you we should go around, but do you listen to your own advisor?”

[feanors-daughter]

Can I kiss you?

Send “Can I kiss you?” to see how my muse responds.

Together the two of them sat in the peaceful quiet of the garden. His presence, she had found lately, was one she enjoyed greatly and they would often spend much time together. A close friend she considered him, though perhaps there were deeper, underlying feelings. However, she was careful to never overstep her bounds; she feared he did not return those emotions.

Upon his question, she looked to him in surprise. Blue eyes found silver and she did not answer for a long moment, though she found herself nodding slightly as a faint smile crossed her features. Her heart fluttering in her chest, Laurelin leaned forward and allowed their lips to meet. 

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[thegreatstrongbow]

“What about a compromise? I’ll kill them first, and if it turns out they were friendly, I’ll apologize.”

“Better safe and sorry than dead.” Beleg agreed, peering through the leaves at the approaching strangers. “If you’re going to do it, hurry up - And if they were friendly, you can have all the blame too.”

[feanors-daughter]

"A thousand armies couldn't keep me out."

The previous night had been long, filled with terrible nightmares that had plagued her dreams and kept her from resting more than a couple of short hours. Yet she had not told Gil-galad of them, instead shrugging it off with a kiss and a smile as he departed to his meetings and duties of a king for the day. Enough weighed on the High King’s shoulders, she did not need to add to his burden with dreams he could do nothing about. Most were hardly even simple nightmares, but rather memories from long ago that haunted her still. They were her doing, and therefore her burden and not his.

The moment he had left their room that morning she had locked herself onto the balcony, curled up in a chair with her sketchbook in hand. The page still remained blank after hours, not even a line or smudge of charcoal tainting the white page. Lost in her thoughts, she did not hear the lock click nor the footsteps as someone approached her. She instead stared off into the distance, blue eyes looking but not seeing as her mind remained in the nightmares of her dreams and memories.

Yet a familiar voice stirred her and she looked up, her gaze falling on Gil-galad. Not a word left her mouth as she set her sketchbook to the side and shifted in the sitting chair, allowing room for her lover to sit beside her. A sigh left her lips then and she closed her eyes, leaning her head against his shoulder.

I do not believe I would ever want them to,” she murmured, her voice soft, before falling quiet again and gazing back at the horizon.

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