[ A moment of understanding passes between them, in spite of the fact that Galadriel does not press for more — there are few who would earn this privilege from her, though she has not earned herself much in the way of allegiance with her tendency to boldly pry first and beg forgiveness later.
With anything that pertains to Elrond himself, however, she knows likely more than anyone else here what he has endured, long before the kidnappings and what may have ensued afterward. His life has been a series of hardships, though he has never allowed it to fully diminish his light. ]
I am sorry. [ For the fact that this place, which seems at once full of energies even though they are the only witnesses to it, no longer lives anywhere save his memory, and while she does not have any previous encounter to compare it to, she is still left with the impression that he has devotedly recreated it. ]
I had thought to base my own Horizon on a place that is very dear to me in memory, although I can no longer return. [ The golden hills in Valinor, where she spent many a peaceful afternoon as a young elf, making paper boats and doing her best to determine how many of them she could sail down the closest river. ] Not until my time in Middle-earth has reached its end.
[ She says all of this while she walks, gaze sweeping over and through the gates, taking in the courtyard and all of the tables — clearly this is intended to be a gathering place of some kind. But rather than sound saddened or distressed by this admission, she merely offers it in a resolute tone, something that is inevitable — and in the eyes of the elves, sailing to the Undying Lands is considered an honor, rather than a fate to dread. ]
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[ A moment of understanding passes between them, in spite of the fact that Galadriel does not press for more — there are few who would earn this privilege from her, though she has not earned herself much in the way of allegiance with her tendency to boldly pry first and beg forgiveness later.
With anything that pertains to Elrond himself, however, she knows likely more than anyone else here what he has endured, long before the kidnappings and what may have ensued afterward. His life has been a series of hardships, though he has never allowed it to fully diminish his light. ]
I am sorry. [ For the fact that this place, which seems at once full of energies even though they are the only witnesses to it, no longer lives anywhere save his memory, and while she does not have any previous encounter to compare it to, she is still left with the impression that he has devotedly recreated it. ]
I had thought to base my own Horizon on a place that is very dear to me in memory, although I can no longer return. [ The golden hills in Valinor, where she spent many a peaceful afternoon as a young elf, making paper boats and doing her best to determine how many of them she could sail down the closest river. ] Not until my time in Middle-earth has reached its end.
[ She says all of this while she walks, gaze sweeping over and through the gates, taking in the courtyard and all of the tables — clearly this is intended to be a gathering place of some kind. But rather than sound saddened or distressed by this admission, she merely offers it in a resolute tone, something that is inevitable — and in the eyes of the elves, sailing to the Undying Lands is considered an honor, rather than a fate to dread. ]