Cae-a-odog

[inafadingcrown]

[First, business. Even on the anniversary of her arrival, there are things that can’t be neglected.]

[Arthur Pendragon]

Greetings. I am the Lady Galadriel. We have spoken, though you have little reason to recall my name. I would have word with you, if you are not otherwise occupied.

[Morgana]

[This is delicate. Her tone is carefully measured and deceptively casual.]

I was pleased to hear you have awakened; you gave us some cause for concern.


[Then, on to less serious matters. Someone is feeling cryptic and mysterious today. The following is written in the journal in an elegant hand- no comment, no signature. Just food for thought.]

Time is a sort of river of passing events, and strong is its current; no sooner is a thing brought to sight than it is swept by and another takes its place, and this too will be swept away. – Marcus Aurelius

[Anyone who has shown Galadriel kindness in the past year]

[You have find a bottle of wine or a small selection of tea (whichever you would prefer) delivered by the ghosts today. Minors will either be receiving tea or a selection of sweets, since she was told that it was frowned upon to give alcohol to the underage. Who knew, right? Each gift is accompanied with a simple note, thanking the recipient for making her stay a little easier.]

[Friends]

I believe a number of you expressed interest in hearing me play the harp. If you are not otherwise occupied, I would not mind an audience at the moment. [The sudden need for music has nothing to do with her feeling wistful today. Nope. Nothing at all.]

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[heal_theworld]

I'll meet you there.

[inafadingcrown]

I will see you shortly, then.

[And when Martel gets there, she'll find Galadriel has a small harp in her lap and she's idly plucking out a few simple tunes. ...They tend toward the melancholy.]

[heal_theworld]

[Martel smiles when she sees Galadriel, holding her panpipes.] Here I am.

[inafadingcrown]

And I am most pleased to see you. Will you not sit?

[heal_theworld]

[Martel walks over and sits next to her, humming, running her fingers over the carved wood of her panpipes.]

[inafadingcrown]

They are lovely. [The panpipes, she means.] I fear I have never played with an accompanist of this sort. Had you any particular song in mind?

[heal_theworld]

Not particularly. But, the first thing that comes to me when I think about it is... [She lifts the panpipes to her lips and plays the melody she used to summon Aska.]

[inafadingcrown]

[Oh, lovely. Give her a moment to listen and think and she'll pluck out a sort of harmony on her harp.]

[heal_theworld]

[Martel plays the song through a few times, before letting the last note trail off.] ...That was wonderful.

[inafadingcrown]

You have skill.

[heal_theworld]

Oh, not that much. [She's blushing a bit Galadriel.] The pipes are made out of a special nut that is musical all on its own. That's what makes the wonderful sound.

[inafadingcrown]

[You are too modest, Martel.] That very well may be, but it does not play itself. You think too little of yourself.

[heal_theworld]

...Thank you, Galadriel. That does mean a lot, coming from you.

[inafadingcrown]

It does not surprise me that you have a talent for song. It seems to me that we are more alike than one would think at first glance.

[heal_theworld]

[They really are alike. Martel hadn't expected it, but they are.] ...We are, now that I think about it.

[inafadingcrown]

It is always pleasant to discover a kindred spirit. [Suddenly, surprisingly earnest.] Thank you.

[heal_theworld]

'Thank you'? What for? [Have a slightly confused Martel.]

[inafadingcrown]

It occurs to me that had it not been for the kindness and generosity of others- present company included- I should have been quite alone for much of this past year.

[heal_theworld]

[She smiles and does something that hasn't probably happened in a while-she leans over and hugs Galadriel.] It's the same way for me, also. I'm glad to be your friend.

[inafadingcrown]

[It certainly doesn't happen very often! So it takes a moment for Galadriel to relax and reciprocate. But when she pulls back, she's smiling.] You truly are too kind.

[heal_theworld]

You are kind, too. [She's smiling from ear to ear.]