Domíran (eluchil) wrote in opus_two, @ 2010-07-10 21:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | &curufin&nimloth, &dior&nimloth, @gondolin, curufin, dior, nimloth |
*on his second-to-last day in Gondolin with his father, is out for a walk around town with Lily* *has had a great trip, so far, between spending lots of quality (oh, the quality) time with his girlfriend, hanging out with his cousin and Galadriel, and generally enjoying the benefits of being tight with royalty*
*at the moment, strolling hand-in-hand with her, can almost imagine that he and Lily a normal pair of teenagers in love (omg), and not a pair of fugitives from their families* *...well, okay, so he's not a fugitive in the literal sense, but there's a real threat of nukes, anyway?*
*cranes his neck to look up at yet another tall, shining building* *only half-joking* So, like, if we ever have to seriously run away together, what's say we come here for a while? I'm pretty sure Finrod would put us up, she helped my parents and stuff. Or I could just never leave again, that would work, too.