what doesn’t kill you leaves disfiguring scars. what doesn’t kill you fills you with paralyzing self—hatred. what doesn’t kill you makes you afraid for the rest of your life. what doesn’t kill you might make you kill them.
@nazgulno92 As the white stag lies on the forest floor, Celebrimbor's observant gaze fixes upon it, and he utters,
"That's an ill omen..."
The once serene atmosphere now carries a subtle weight, hinting at the gravity of the foreboding sign witnessed amidst the hunting expedition.
@nazgulno92 Celebrimbor, with a solemn gaze, gestured towards the remnants of statues that once stood in grandeur. "This passage was crafted for the Sindar, a bridge of kinship to Lothlórien. +
@nazgulno92 "We battle our own demons... Sometimes we chase them also... I cannot speak for her or ask anything from you for her sake. I am only reminding you, it is above everything else to show kindness and patience and perhaps first- to listen..."
@nazgulno92 When the topic turned to Eltariel, Talion's conflicted emotions surfaced.
"Soul searching is a journey of its own, and forgiveness, a complex terrain. I understand that... Yet know that we all face our own challenges," Celebrimbor replied, his gaze fixed on the distant peaks. +
ーAwakening in the Halls of Mandos, Celebrimbor's eyes opened to a realm cloaked in ethereal hues. Terrified, he beheld Lord Mandos, a figure of solemn authority, his gaze a of ancient wisdom.
@nazgulno92 "As for Ratbag, amusing indeed, a testament to the curious alliances forged in the midst of tumultuous times..." A faint smile graced Celebrimbor's lips, acknowledging the unexpected connections that had shaped their journey.
@nazgulno92 It was unwise to send a lone Vanyar to such journey, Galadriel knew of this yet bound her to this destiny. I don't know why but I feel as if... we will see her again." +