Galadriel, Lady of Lothlórien (
inafadingcrown) wrote in
paradisa2012-10-14 09:47 pm
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Tadchaen-a-Leben; backdated to October 10-ish
[To those who found themselves in her nightmare]
[Her pen hesitates as she searches for words]
I feel I owe you something of an apology as well as an offer of explanation. I should prefer not to dwell on such things overlong, but, as you were drawn into the events of my past, I feel you have a right to ask what you will of them.
[To those who saw the One Ring in her nightmare]
I would ask you, in particular, to stay silent of the events you have witnessed. It is a grave matter and of great importance to my world. The safety of many relies on secrecy here.
[Action for Rin and/or Celeborn]
[That done, Galadriel sets aside her journal and takes up the harp. It’s a sad, melancholy little tune that emerges from the strings; something very old- older than the race of Men and the sun and moon- that speaks of things the world has long forgotten. She doesn't play for long, though, before she stops and sighs, her hands dropping to her side.]
[OOC: Still in the process of threading out nightmare plot stuff, so if you would like to assume that your character saw the part of the nightmare dealing with the Ring, I'm fine with that. We can either handwave it or I can bend the ongoing thread that way.]
[Her pen hesitates as she searches for words]
I feel I owe you something of an apology as well as an offer of explanation. I should prefer not to dwell on such things overlong, but, as you were drawn into the events of my past, I feel you have a right to ask what you will of them.
[To those who saw the One Ring in her nightmare]
I would ask you, in particular, to stay silent of the events you have witnessed. It is a grave matter and of great importance to my world. The safety of many relies on secrecy here.
[Action for Rin and/or Celeborn]
[That done, Galadriel sets aside her journal and takes up the harp. It’s a sad, melancholy little tune that emerges from the strings; something very old- older than the race of Men and the sun and moon- that speaks of things the world has long forgotten. She doesn't play for long, though, before she stops and sighs, her hands dropping to her side.]
[OOC: Still in the process of threading out nightmare plot stuff, so if you would like to assume that your character saw the part of the nightmare dealing with the Ring, I'm fine with that. We can either handwave it or I can bend the ongoing thread that way.]

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