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[Jul. 21st, 2010|10:36 pm] |
*is about to engage in a very, very dangerous task (perhaps even more dangerous than the Dagor Dagorath which was a regular party, in truth)* *is about to infiltrate Ilmarin without telling Varda that he's there*
*late one night (or early one morning), streams into a particular window with the breaking down* *brushes himself off and smiles brightly* Hi! Good night? It was a good night. |
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[Mar. 17th, 2009|08:28 pm] |
*Descends into Orë and slowly coalesces, getting used to the feeling of being apart from the Everlasting Halls again.*
I'd forgotten how much that tingles.
*Looks down on the world's surface with a growing amount of consternation.*
*Stares at the multitude of points of light emanating from street lights, buildings and traffic.*
It's brighter down there than it is up here. That's just not right!
*Huddles close to her poor, neglected stars and wonders how her lady stands for it.* |
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