* 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧 . a great desire lies beneath the beauty the world put in a pedestal of glory; a desire one should learn to fear for there she is a greater power ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀

⠀ she must insist he doesn't pursue this curiosity. then again, she wouldn't know how he would react to it. ⠀

⠀ he might not want to know ⠀

⠀ there is no need, as she has sustenance left within her from the long journey. perhaps she will call for it after their conversation, it deemed of much importance. ❛ king thranduil . . . ❜ the lady of lorien offers him a bow, greeting him with a light heart. ⠀⠀

⠀ surely she hadn't properly met with one of the ring bearers, most especially the one who lasted a lifetime carrying it with him. the lady of lorien is honored to be in the company of the well loved @ofbagendthief. ⠀⠀

[•] GLADLY

[•] 👀👄👀

⠀ she carries with her a vision that had come to her nights ago, one that would surely be of good news for mirkwood. however, such visions may only bear fruit if one decides to lay their heart and labor for its cause. ⠀⠀

⠀ there was a stillness between them, thoughts hushed yet there remained a comfort from each their presences. she parts her brims, voice low and words vague like mist slowly clearing away. ❛ yet the mind could not do so easily . . . can it? ❜ ⠀⠀

⠀ ❛ anel. . . ❜ her voice gentle as a still lake, harboring deep waters in the echo of her tone. she waves, a whisper for her daughter to come close. ❛ tell me, how are you faring in imladris, mime melin? ❜ ⠀⠀

⠀ it had been a long time since she had met with @silvadominus, nor stepped foot in mirkwood, not since the olden days. she is hoping he is in better spirits. ⠀⠀

⠀ she does not wonder why mirkwood's prince had come to the woods of lothlórien. she had seen it before. @hisperfectshot, was it? what news does he bear to bring with him? ⠀⠀

⠀ she senses her daughter's presence nearby. @silvernbijou. . . why doesn't she step into the light where galadriel could see her.⠀⠀

⠀ her eyes only looked beyond, the sway of a single branch, the hum of the creatures inhabiting the lands, the resting mountains . . . such beauty to be swallowed in darkness, and yet still remain as beatiful as it was in the light. she sighs subtly, beside him. ⠀⠀

[•] thinking of warming up to galadriel, so if you'd like a short starter, just give this a heart. ♡

⠀ he stands calm over the approaching nightfall, she ponders. perhaps too calm knowing that the eve, beautiful as it were — brings greater perils than that of daylight. ⠀⠀