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A queen at the long fall of her empire
✦ ELENDIL & TAR-MIRIEL ✦ THE LORD OF THE RINGS: THE RINGS OF POWER S2E6 "Where Is He?"
italian iwtvtwt is crashing out over the show potentially (#unconfirmed) making gabi from milan instead of naples. thoughts????
INCH RESTING... I've accepted that book Gabrielle and show Gabriella are two different characters. But I think napoletane are sexier than milanesi like, as a rule. I wouldn't crash out over it but I'd be mildly disappointed #terrornia representation
Title: How The Story Ends
Summary: When Maglor comes to the aid of Tar-Miriel during the destruction of Numenor he falls under a terrible curse set on him in revenge for his defiance by Sauron.
Though promised by Uinen that it can be broken, Maglor sinks through the centuries into despair that he will remained cursed forever, doomed to a form that causes anguish and pain with every breath.
The line of Luthien, however, is determined that this is not how his story ends.
Numenor was a cage.
A beautiful, wonderous cage of art, architecture, and great history, but a cage nonetheless.
Maglor felt it keenly as he raced through the narrow side streets and alleys that were steadily growing darker under the gathering clouds, Tar-Miriel’s hand clutched tightly in his own. She kept pace well with him, though her breathing was coming in fast desperate gasps that he knew were not solely due to her lack of stamina but rather out of fear.
She was right to be afraid, he thought grimly as they paused to catch their breath and look warily out at the street. There were only a few people out due to the threat of the looming storm, but they were moving slowly away in the opposite direction, so he waited, keeping close watch until it was safe to pass.
Distant thunder rumbled and he saw Tar-Miriel glance up nervously at the sky, shuddering violently and letting out a quiet sound of distress. He tugged her into his arms for a moment to lend his warmth and give her comfort as if she were a small child. She trembled, burying her face against his shoulder, and as he rested his chin on top of her head he was struck again by how frail she felt, like a delicate bird all skin and bones.
“Courage,” he whispered to her. “It will only grow worse.”
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the line of Elendil:
“Ulmo is the Lord of Waters. He is alone. He dwells nowhere long, but moves as he will in all the deep waters about the Earth or under the Earth. He is next in might to Manwë, and before Valinor was made he was closest to him in friendship; but thereafter he went seldom to the councils of the Valar, unless great matters were in debate. For he kept all Arda in thought, and he has no need of any resting-place. Moreover he does not love to walk upon land, and will seldom clothe himself in a body after the manner of his peers. If the Children of Eru beheld him they were filled with a great dread; for the arising of the King of the Sea was terrible, as a mounting wave that strides to the land, with dark helm foam-crested and raiment of mail shimmering from silver down into shadows of green. The trumpets of Manwë are loud, but Ulmo’s voice is deep as the deeps of the ocean which he only has seen. Nonetheless Ulmo loves both Elves and Men, and never abandoned them, not even when they lay under the wrath of the Valar.”
—J.R.R. Tolkien, "Valaquenta," The Silmarillion
THE TOMB OF THE SEA KING // 2.03
If we are to walk the path of the Faithful, it must be me who takes the first step.