Galadriel may not be able to see, but Merrill can see her -- she looks horrified, and she quickly takes a step closer to gently reach out and touch her arm. "What is it? Is there something we can do?"

But already there is a rune, and not one that speaks only of runes -- this is something else, something in their language. Informative, and something that nonetheless makes a shiver run down her spine as she steps closer, peering at the writing.

"Oh, definitely spirits. And maybe ghosts. Where they shall never arise again... except we're going to try, aren't we?"