[ he chews over his words, considers them, and then speaks. ]
But it was not [ he said ] a tearing, a rending, a devastation. An unmaking. Only a fading.
[ he sounds tired. his hands stay in his lap, resting, not fussing with his rings or lingering on his sleeves. odd, how her people were excited when the sun first rose. he remembers it. if melian had not told them of the death of the trees, they would not have known, living in starlight only. and if melian had not told them to be calm when the burning ball of fire first rose in the sky, they would have panicked and thought it another device of melkor. ]
A muting of the bond, rather than the destruction of it. [ he does not sigh. the exhale is not purposeful, not a sigh. he lets go of the anger that boils in him whenever he thinks of her, of the manner of her death. he looks- not young, not to a mortal, but if galadriel looks, she will see a set to his shoulder more suited to the thranduil of doriath, rather than the thranduil of mirkwood. ]
Celeborn will worry, and Celeborn will fret, and possibly ride to Elrond with his concerns, where, I suspect, Elrond will tell him he felt much the same way when your daughter sailed to Valinor. A stretching of your marriage, not a severing.
[ he means to comfort, when he sets his hand over hers. ]
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Date: 2016-05-18 10:56 pm (UTC)But it was not [ he said ] a tearing, a rending, a devastation. An unmaking. Only a fading.
[ he sounds tired. his hands stay in his lap, resting, not fussing with his rings or lingering on his sleeves. odd, how her people were excited when the sun first rose. he remembers it. if melian had not told them of the death of the trees, they would not have known, living in starlight only. and if melian had not told them to be calm when the burning ball of fire first rose in the sky, they would have panicked and thought it another device of melkor. ]
A muting of the bond, rather than the destruction of it. [ he does not sigh. the exhale is not purposeful, not a sigh. he lets go of the anger that boils in him whenever he thinks of her, of the manner of her death. he looks- not young, not to a mortal, but if galadriel looks, she will see a set to his shoulder more suited to the thranduil of doriath, rather than the thranduil of mirkwood. ]
Celeborn will worry, and Celeborn will fret, and possibly ride to Elrond with his concerns, where, I suspect, Elrond will tell him he felt much the same way when your daughter sailed to Valinor. A stretching of your marriage, not a severing.
[ he means to comfort, when he sets his hand over hers. ]
The sun will rise again, Galadriel.