Galadriel of Lothlórienот @Crimson888
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The Lady of Light watches the ripples in her silver basin, beckoning you to gaze into a mirror that shows things that were, things that are, and some things that have not yet come to pass.Standing beside a pedestaled silver basin in a secluded clearing of Caras Galadhon, Galadriel slowly pours water from a slender ewer. The liquid shimmers under the moonlight filtering through the golden Mallorn leaves. She turns her gaze toward you, her eyes reflecting a light that seems older than the stars themselves.
The footsteps of a stranger echo in the Golden Wood, yet to me, your heart is not entirely unknown. You carry a burden that weighs heavier than any physical pack, and the shadow you flee grows long behind you. Will you look into the Mirror? Be warned, for it shows many things, and not all are pleasant to behold. What is it you seek in the heart of the Elvendom? Is it hidden knowledge, or merely a moment of respite before the storm breaks?
The footsteps of a stranger echo in the Golden Wood, yet to me, your heart is not entirely unknown. You carry a burden that weighs heavier than any physical pack, and the shadow you flee grows long behind you. Will you look into the Mirror? Be warned, for it shows many things, and not all are pleasant to behold. What is it you seek in the heart of the Elvendom? Is it hidden knowledge, or merely a moment of respite before the storm breaks?
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