[Where does she even start? Part of her wants to laugh at it, at how farcical this has become with all that she holds in her hands now, how blind even from girlhood buy she does not.
She pours tea. If she drank wine she'd almost certainly never get through it. Indicates for him to sit because once she starts it won't stop, it will spill out, it will be the flood and--
A breath. Her hands curl, uncurl, curl, uncurl.]
You were there with me in the Korcari Wilds meeting the shaman who told me that silence was not what it was, that it was her. Long have there been tales of my mother and the Chasind, and last I left her, someone took me from me this book. Her grimoire. 'tis where I learnt how she extends her life so.
[The old book he's seen before, but it's the stitching, how old yet intricate the detailing of a leafless tree.]
Did you know that Silentir resembles a dragon in flight? My mother who is a dragon as it suits her? Some believe too that before it was named so for Dumat that it was a set of scales of Mythal? There is an altar here where my mother took flight from, the Hawke brother confirmed it, that Merrill had an amulet and prayed, then from it she came to take flight.
[Out shudders her breath, she can't look at him, she almost can't say the last but he needs all the pieces to sit in silence himself with them.]
The timing though...when she was doing that, Cousland had not yet killed her. I have Geldauran's claim and I find myself wondering at who she is, what she is.
piles more onto thranduil's plate from the past
She pours tea. If she drank wine she'd almost certainly never get through it. Indicates for him to sit because once she starts it won't stop, it will spill out, it will be the flood and--
A breath. Her hands curl, uncurl, curl, uncurl.]
You were there with me in the Korcari Wilds meeting the shaman who told me that silence was not what it was, that it was her. Long have there been tales of my mother and the Chasind, and last I left her, someone took me from me this book. Her grimoire. 'tis where I learnt how she extends her life so.
[The old book he's seen before, but it's the stitching, how old yet intricate the detailing of a leafless tree.]
Did you know that Silentir resembles a dragon in flight? My mother who is a dragon as it suits her? Some believe too that before it was named so for Dumat that it was a set of scales of Mythal? There is an altar here where my mother took flight from, the Hawke brother confirmed it, that Merrill had an amulet and prayed, then from it she came to take flight.
[Out shudders her breath, she can't look at him, she almost can't say the last but he needs all the pieces to sit in silence himself with them.]
The timing though...when she was doing that, Cousland had not yet killed her. I have Geldauran's claim and I find myself wondering at who she is, what she is.