Cae-a-Leben

[inafadingcrown]

[Honestly, the return of castle residents with memories has been weighing on Galadriel’s mind for some time. The implications trouble her. What little reassurance they had of returning home had been put into question- what if all were only whisked away to strange worlds, fed false memories, made complacent. The thought was troubling enough on its own, but her heart and mind kept drifting back towards Arwen and the thought of her dear granddaughter kept forever from those she loves…well, it disturbs her to say the least.

She tries, for a time, to set her thoughts to paper under a private filter, or even in a separate notebook. But the growing sense of unease prevents her from articulating them clearly and, eventually, she sets aside her pen and dictates to the castle at large.]

I knew a time darker than this- after the destruction of the Two Trees and ere the creation of the sun and moon. Not since the dawn of the First Age have I seen such a day. [She doesn’t sound too disturbed, however.] Perhaps it is an ill omen, but we may hardly be said to have a shortage of such things, even on the most ordinary of days.

[There’s a thoughtful hum and some idle strumming. Not her usual harp, but rather a lute. She’s sitting out in front of the castle, playing whatever tunes come into her head. Perhaps she’ll even sing. Seems like someone thought music might be a good way to keep the eerie feelings away.]

[ooc:Open over journals or in person.]

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[walkinthruwalls]

[ Nonsense. What about a wall then?

But she does, giving her a smile ] What were you playing?

[inafadingcrown]

[...maybe.] Many things. Tunes old and nigh forgotten as well as some I have only just composed. I have no firm purpose in the wanderings of my mind this day.

[walkinthruwalls]

They were nice.

[inafadingcrown]

Would you have me continue? I would ask what you wish to hear, but alas, I do not think we are like to know the same songs.

[walkinthruwalls]

I'd rather hear yours actually. [ They were nice and calming, which was good with all the panic ]

I totally don't have a collection of interpretations of Tolkien songs, what are you talking about?

[inafadingcrown]

Shall I choose myself, then?

[She'll wait for an indication of affirmation- a nod or other small gesture before she continues. But when she does begin to sing, it's a song that speaks of her home and times long past.]

I'd be shocked if you didn't

[walkinthruwalls]

[ Kitty gave a nod; she didn't know anything of Galadriel's so it would be better.

But she listens, happily ]

[inafadingcrown]

[And when she finishes the song, she'll just give a rather happy little sigh and place the lute in her lap.]

[walkinthruwalls]

That was really lovely.

[inafadingcrown]

You have my thanks. I cannot recall if I have asked- do you play?

[walkinthruwalls]

Someone was teaching me piano but they left.

[inafadingcrown]

Alas, that is one instrument in which I have no skill.

[walkinthruwalls]

Neither do I. I didn't get enough time with it.

[inafadingcrown]

Mayhaps you may find another tutor?

[walkinthruwalls]

I could ask but then I'd have to hope that they didn't leave either.

[inafadingcrown]

If you allow such concerns to prevent your making plans, you will find yourself with an excess of time and very little to do with it.

[walkinthruwalls]

I try not to but sometimes you just think of it.

/near quote from canon

[inafadingcrown]

I know. But you must take what joy there is, unshadowed by grief, for woe there has been and there may be woe enough yet to come.

[walkinthruwalls]

Grief usually overshadows that, but there's some things that are still good.

[inafadingcrown]

You are far too world-worn for your years, my friend.

[walkinthruwalls]

I know. [ Sort of sad voice; she has a feeling that's not a compliment ]

[inafadingcrown]

[It's not, but it's not an insult either. At least not one directed at Kitty.]

Take heart, dear one. You have much joy yet to come and the spirit to endure what trouble you must face.

[walkinthruwalls]

Can you say that with certainty? As that would be nice.

[inafadingcrown]

[Suddenly more serious] Even had I glimpsed something of your future, I would take caution in telling you of it.

[walkinthruwalls]

I wasn't looking for anything specific just... here it feels like I'm constantly waiting for something bad to happen. More than at home.