"Would it pain you terribly to show me what they were, once?" Galadriel asks, her careful consideration and filters gone in this place beyond waking. She is curious by nature, prideful and quick witted and, here, that nature pours forth much more sharply than it does in reality.
She turns to him, smiling, and then realizes her question may dishearten him. Concern passes over her face like a cloud across the sun and she settles a hand on his shoulder, steps back alongside him, and tries to cut that possible future off.
"It is a marvelous sight. I long to know the history of this world; being blind to it is too strange for me. Are there other memories, other places I should see?"
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Date: 2018-08-24 04:33 am (UTC)She turns to him, smiling, and then realizes her question may dishearten him. Concern passes over her face like a cloud across the sun and she settles a hand on his shoulder, steps back alongside him, and tries to cut that possible future off.
"It is a marvelous sight. I long to know the history of this world; being blind to it is too strange for me. Are there other memories, other places I should see?"