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*feels a little twitchy after the main competition*

*once the various awards for solo singing, choral singing, under-eight singing and poetry have been distributed, bounds out onto the stage*

*clears her throat* I know that music is serious business and, like, so is Music but, whaddaya say to a little fun?

*launches into song*

*is a little bit nervous* *actually, is really very nervous indeed*

*makes his slow way to the beer tent after the competition (which got off to an interesting start) and looks for a nice quiet corner in which to hide rest*

*has been feeling a little peculiar over the past few days, but is chalking it down to all of the emotional upheaval* :(

*is dressing one morning and discovers that her clothes aren't quite fitting correctly, and her silhouette seems to have changed just slightly* *can't imagine why--hasn't been drowning her sorrows in chocolate much* :? :s

*finishes making some minor adjustments to the ties in the back and heads to Lórien to visit Artaher and Ingil*

*stops by Artaher's bower first*

*at Arien's request/demand, makes her way to the Moonship's docking site shortly before sunrise*

*does bring Silmo for back-up/comfort*

*paces as she waits for Tilion*

*runs*

*can't get his expression out of her head, no matter how she tries*

I hurt him. How could I hurt him? He was being a total fuckhead, and he knew I was already pissed off--but I can't believe I hurt him... :(

*finds herself near Lórien quite by accident, and has a burst of inspiration*

*hunts down some handmaidens* Hey, are you busy? Could you... oh, you're working on a Quendë. What about you, are you...? Right, working on a Quendë. Is there anyone here who's not working on a Quendë? No? :/

...

*SIGH* Suck it up, Arien.

Urwen, you about?