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I have been calling myself a fantasy fan and I haven't even read The Lord of the Rings. Yesyes shame on me I know.
But today I got books 2 and 3 of LoTR!! (not the first one cause it was already sold out qwq) so I'll do what I should have done from long ago and read them. I have watched the movies so I'm not that lost when it comes to what happens on the 1st book and can continue to the second.
So right off the bat the writing on the first pages threw me off. Idk what kinda writing I was expecting but certainly not something that reminded me of the classics of like 200 years ago, but then I remembered Tolkien's life and yeh the years match up with the type of writing.
I don't know anything about what the places' names actually mean or what kingdom they are talking about so that's a downside, but it won't keep me from reading nonetheless.
Night Light (Closed)
It was a room for one, of the darkest night. Lux struggled to find some sort of light about her, but only cold met her efforts. Her magic wouldn’t rise to her fingertips.
Panic seized her. She reached for her magic again and again but received no answer. A dull humming was filling her ears - one, she now realised, was made of voices. Her efforts to make out the words were met with as much success as her attempts to grasp her magic.
The humming rose to a roar. Lux clamped her hands over her ears, but she could still hear it, could still feel it, rumbling against her skin.
She was trapped, in the dark.
She was alone.
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Lux flailed, entangled in her sheets. Her actions became so frenzied that she rolled out of bed, hitting the ground with a loud thud, sheets and all. It was only the pain of the fall that woke her, and the girl looked around her, trying to find her way in the dark-
Why was it dark?
A moment later the girl navigated her way by feel to her nightstand, where she found her answer - her lamp had gone out. She shuddered as she began to relight it - she hated the dark. It reminded her of Demacia-
Don’t you think about that!she thought to herself fiercely.
"It’s over," she said aloud, her voice echoing through her room. “That’s…it’s in the past now."
Despite her words, she did not sleep again that night until the sun had begun to rise.
Head Canon
Lux will have nightmares from her rehabilitation for the rest of her life. However, with time, they will decrease in frequency and intensity.
Head Canon
Lux sleeps with a night light now. She can't handle the dark after her Demacian conditioning. It's also due to the dreams that said conditioning has given her.
“No,” said Lux a little sharper than she intended, then flushed. “I’m sorry. What I meant was that you shouldn’t be sorry for what happened. The fault was mine. I…I wasn’t myself.” She paused, then knelt in front of the creature. “I…I apologise for upsetting you Kog’Maw. You are right - there is always time for smiling and fun.”
Arrow of Light (@Varus)
She was waiting, waiting for Demacia to get her wind of her current condition. If they did, however, they didn’t act on it. Lux wondered what was protecting her and thanked her lucky stars - it seemed she still had a few to watch over her.
Still, on the outside she appeared the same. The transition from Luxanna to Lux had been bumpy, to say the least, and she still jumped at shadows and people, meaning she kept to herself.
There was one person she was looking for today though - someone, she knew, meant a great deal to her, someone which had sent her on a hasty search throughout the halls of the Institute. She was so focused on finding this one person that she didn’t even see him until she collided with him.
Lux looked straight up at Varus. “Varus? I…” Her voice trailed off as she struggled for words.