Breathing through the pain, Haldir did his best to mimic the actions his lady did from the ground. His hand felt as though it were on fire, but he persisted. He moved toward Galadriel, attempting to give her with as much cover as his body could provide.
He struggled to grasp rift, as Galadriel had called it, but it eluded him for a few moments. He bit his bottom lip in frustration and then focused harder on it. Finally, he caught it by the edges, and he watched as the monsters and spirits around him slowly absorb into the rift. He heard a concussive pop come from the rift, and a few seconds of silence fell over the area.
Haldir immediately knelt in the mud next to his lady, looking at carnage once more. Tears streamed down his face for the first time in a thousand years.
“Forgive me, Beloved Lady. I failed you. Forgive me.”
He reached out to touch her, but retracted his hand at the last moment. He had no right to comfort her now. He would not leave her to die alone in this place. Unsure of what else to do, he started to sing. A lament he’d heard often in Lorien. His voice did not do the song justice, and his emotions cracked through some of the notes. But, he would have her pass while hearing the songs her people. He pushed through as best as he could.
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Breathing through the pain, Haldir did his best to mimic the actions his lady did from the ground. His hand felt as though it were on fire, but he persisted. He moved toward Galadriel, attempting to give her with as much cover as his body could provide.
He struggled to grasp rift, as Galadriel had called it, but it eluded him for a few moments. He bit his bottom lip in frustration and then focused harder on it. Finally, he caught it by the edges, and he watched as the monsters and spirits around him slowly absorb into the rift. He heard a concussive pop come from the rift, and a few seconds of silence fell over the area.
Haldir immediately knelt in the mud next to his lady, looking at carnage once more. Tears streamed down his face for the first time in a thousand years.
“Forgive me, Beloved Lady. I failed you. Forgive me.”
He reached out to touch her, but retracted his hand at the last moment. He had no right to comfort her now. He would not leave her to die alone in this place. Unsure of what else to do, he started to sing. A lament he’d heard often in Lorien. His voice did not do the song justice, and his emotions cracked through some of the notes. But, he would have her pass while hearing the songs her people. He pushed through as best as he could.
[OOC-For anyone who is curious about what the lament sounds like]