(Galadriel is fairly used to getting mail but she'll be a bit shocked to receive any in Thedas. For any notes, missives, letters, or other communications.)
Ere the rising of the sun it is hard to say how old I was. We called those years Valian, for they were of Valinor and governed by the blooming of the Two Trees. Time moved strangely then.
[Galadriel considers him and her past. It takes a moment and, finally, she grants him an answer.]
I expect I was much older than you...in some ways. Younger, perhaps, in others.
[She quirks a brow at him and asks, not indelicately, if he wishes to know what he is asking. It is not a short tale but...then he had admitted to wishing to know of the minutiae of the Eldar.]
Do you truly wish to know of the earliest years of Arda and Aman?
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[Galadriel considers him and her past. It takes a moment and, finally, she grants him an answer.]
I expect I was much older than you...in some ways. Younger, perhaps, in others.
[She quirks a brow at him and asks, not indelicately, if he wishes to know what he is asking. It is not a short tale but...then he had admitted to wishing to know of the minutiae of the Eldar.]
Do you truly wish to know of the earliest years of Arda and Aman?