Tadchan-a-Odog; earlier this morning

[inafadingcrown]

[Galadriel knew that he was gone the instant she awoke to an empty bed. He could have awakened early and risen before her. It was possible. But in her heart of hearts she knew. She couldn't feel him; no matter how she reached, she could not touch his mind with hers and that was answer enough.

It could not hurt to be certain, however. She slipped out of bed, threw a robe over her dressing gown, and made her way outside the room to check the nameplate. A blank spot under her own name stared back at her. That was it then.

She steps back into her room, seats herself on the couch, and opens her journal. The voice that comes through the pages is deceptively calm- cool, collected, detached.]

The Lord Celeborn of Lothlórien has been returned to his realm and to his people. On his behalf, I would thank all who showed him kindness and hospitality during his stay and request that you bring any unfinished business you have have had with him to my attention. My lord would not have his promises go unfulfilled.

[And then just in case you weren’t sure who she was, she signs her name in an elegant looping handwriting.]

-Galadriel, Lady of Lothlórien.

[And that was that. Another chapter closed. Another parting. She closes the journal and sits in silence for awhile, content to be alone with her thoughts.]

Comments

[spongetastic]

[having been through this way too many times in the three years he's been here, Peter knows that words are never enough. So he just sends her good thoughts instead; he knows she'll be able to receive them]

[inafadingcrown]

[She does receive them and it's very much appreciated. There is a a long pause before the response, but when it comes Peter will feel her gratitude, accompanied by two simple words spoken into his mind.]

Thank you.

[spongetastic]

[it's been a long time since he's communicated with someone through the mind. But he's not surprised that it came through so clearly, and he doesn't hesitate to answer]

Anytime.

[atrophied]

[ Have a damn good bottle of wine being delivered.

Don't thank him.

Just don't say anything.

He's okay with this never being brought up. ]

[inafadingcrown]

[You realize that it's things like this that keep people bothering you, House. She can't just dismiss you as hopeless now.

But don't worry, she won't say anything; she'll just be silently appreciative.]

[wilder]

[...]

Sorry to hear that.

[scinlae]

I am sorry.

[ It is all she writes, all she dare to write. Despite her feelings on the woman, Morgana knows what it is like to lose someone you love dearly. Lucky for Galadriel her love will not forget her or their love upon his return to his world, and for that she finds herself bitter.

But she cannot push it aside. ]

[kungfuwitch]

[Oh. Oh no. Phoebe's heart goes out to her friend. She's lost family before and she can only imagine how it would feel if her HUSBAND left. She'll write]

Galadriel,

I'm so terribly sorry for your loss. If you need anything. Anything at all I'm here.

-Phoebe

[inafadingcrown]

It is for the best. None of us belong here.

[But there's a weariness to her voice for the observant listener. There's a long silence after that, almost long enough that you'd think she'd shut the journal.]

But you have my thanks for your sympathies.

[wilder]

...Yeah, guess that's true. Maybe you'll join him soon.

[inafadingcrown]

[This is certainly a response that she wasn't expecting. It takes her aback for a moment when she sees it. Considering all that has passed for Morgana and all that has passed between them, the fact that she bothered at all means a great deal. She's...touched. Her written response is equally simple, equally matter of fact.]

Thank you, my lady.

[inafadingcrown]

[Oh, Phoebe. It's... it hurts, but she will survive. It's not nearly the same as if Peter had left.]

Thank you, my friend. I have the comfort of knowing this loss is but a temporary one. Do not worry for me overmuch.

[inafadingcrown]

One can only hope. [She doubts it, though. After over a year, she's realized that she's likely here for the long haul.]

[inafadingcrown]

[It's something she doesn't do nearly as often here as she would like. It tends to startle people to such a degree that it's scarcely worth it. But she's glad she did, in this case. It helps to feel a little less alone. And while she doesn't say anything else, hopefully that comes through.]

[wilder]

Yeah...

Raine's gone too.

[inafadingcrown]

I am sorry to hear it. [And she sincerely sounds it.] I was hoping to know her better. [Or earn her trust, as the case may be.]

[encryptedlock]

Sorry to hear that. I should have tried to get to know him better.

But--I'm glad you got to have him here for a little while, anyway.

[inafadingcrown]

Thank you. I am grateful that many here received the chance to meet him, at the least. [He's a huge part of her life. In a way, this let her share more of herself than she would have otherwise.]

[encryptedlock]

[Clearly she has an eye for good-looking guys, at the very least.]

Don't suppose there's anything I can do to help you out? Or do you just need some time?

[inafadingcrown]

[That she does.]

It is kind of you to ask, but I can think of nothing I require. [Nothing that anyone give her, anyway.] I will manage.

[encryptedlock]

Hey, no problem. And if you ever want anyone to talk to--I know I haven't been around as long as you have, but I do know what this place can be like. It's not easy to lose someone you care about.

dictated;

[valuedstrength]

I am sorry to hear that. He is a really great man. I am honored I got the chance to meet him.

[wilder]

Yeah, I'm sure she would've liked getting to know you better too.

But hey, maybe she's still out there in the Dead Zone somewhere. It's happened before.

dictated;

[revolter]

[ Matilda is six and knows nothing of loss. She longs for Miss Honey, certainly but it is not the same. Still, at six, she is a very smart girl and she tries to think of something helpful to say and ends up with: ]

I'm really sorry, Lady Galadriel.

[ and then, after a moment: ]

I wish I could have met him.

Lady Galadriel

[theabjectauthor]

[oh. oh, no] For what small worth they might bear, you have my condolences.

So very many people seem to be losing those they care about, lately ...