The question was strange and, even as she spoke it, Galadriel's expression twisted. Her gaze drifted over Merrill, careful and forcibly focused, and then slipped away as she turned and looked back, above and behind her. She hadn't seemed to notice the shifts within her own dream, the way the trees vanished or Valimar had faded away, but now she sought them out. They were gone and, as she realized what Merrill was saying, a look of profound longing settled on her face.
"So we did not make it home," she stated with a note of distant finality.
The phantom seemed weaker, less solid, as she turned back and looked down at Merrill's hand. It was outstretched and waiting and, after a few lingering seconds, Galadriel reached out and toward her. Her hand, settled on Merrill's but, as she tried to curl her fingers, it slipped through and the shock of that, of that simple failure, was finally enough to shatter the dream around them.
All at once the darkness lifted, evanesced and curled away, like fog eaten by the morning sun. The library took the place of the void and, in the candlelight, the spirits that had gathered seemed so much farther away.
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The question was strange and, even as she spoke it, Galadriel's expression twisted. Her gaze drifted over Merrill, careful and forcibly focused, and then slipped away as she turned and looked back, above and behind her. She hadn't seemed to notice the shifts within her own dream, the way the trees vanished or Valimar had faded away, but now she sought them out. They were gone and, as she realized what Merrill was saying, a look of profound longing settled on her face.
"So we did not make it home," she stated with a note of distant finality.
The phantom seemed weaker, less solid, as she turned back and looked down at Merrill's hand. It was outstretched and waiting and, after a few lingering seconds, Galadriel reached out and toward her. Her hand, settled on Merrill's but, as she tried to curl her fingers, it slipped through and the shock of that, of that simple failure, was finally enough to shatter the dream around them.
All at once the darkness lifted, evanesced and curled away, like fog eaten by the morning sun. The library took the place of the void and, in the candlelight, the spirits that had gathered seemed so much farther away.