The promises of the ring are familiar, the whispers of Sauron eke their way out of the cracks in the ice, the shadows at her feet, and she is transfixed. When the world around her bursts with light and power the whole of the world shivers and jumps to the left. Galadriel is thrown off balance by it and stumbles as the Fade ignites around her.
Fade?
The word is strange and it pulls at a thread in her mind causing the whole of this place to begin slowly unraveling. It begins with her hand, with the glimmering gold that rests on her finger, and she stares down at it as it crumbles to ash. The thread pulls again and it begins to take the blistering cold. She twists to watch it, watch as crystals form through the snag in the air and fade away, and this time her eyes catch on the human in her dream.
Dream?
She says nothing, skill with words has not returned to her, but she stares as her mind attempts to wake itself to the reality of this place.
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Date: 2017-12-20 09:54 pm (UTC)Fade?
The word is strange and it pulls at a thread in her mind causing the whole of this place to begin slowly unraveling. It begins with her hand, with the glimmering gold that rests on her finger, and she stares down at it as it crumbles to ash. The thread pulls again and it begins to take the blistering cold. She twists to watch it, watch as crystals form through the snag in the air and fade away, and this time her eyes catch on the human in her dream.
Dream?
She says nothing, skill with words has not returned to her, but she stares as her mind attempts to wake itself to the reality of this place.