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AstoriaFallen
AstoriaFallen
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 Posted: Wed Oct 30, 2019 9:04 am
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Posted: Wed Oct 30, 2019 10:07 am
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Galadriel and Thranduil may be twins but they were like day and night, which wasn't at all a bad thing. Just because you were born together didn't mean you had to act the same. Galadriel was enjoying the way the turning leaves smelled upon the forests floor, the soft decay a pleasant reminder that winter would soon be upon them. Small wings fluttered on her back in hum with her heartbeat almost, the way they moved was mesmerizing, if you took care to notice them.
Long golden locks danced about her legs as she moved, the satchel at her side bouncing softly as her movements carried her body gracefully through her herds bountiful lands. The leaves were all a beautiful golden color, and she couldn't help but take in a deep breath, filling her lungs with the wonderful autumn scent. Nothing was more wonderful to her than moments like these, when the world around her seemed to stand still, the sound of her heartbeat drumming in her ears as everything faded away.
Still, something seemed a bit out of place, and it was more of a someone than a something. Golden gaze fixated on the figure that wasn't too far ahead of her, his back was to her for the time being so she figured observing for a moment or two more would be appropriate before speaking. His wings were unique, something about them not quite like her own, a mixture. His coloration alone would almost place him as a member of the herd, but she knew every face within the lands and his was not one she knew.
This was fine of course, passing strangers were welcome upon their lands, given they didn't destroy anything or cause anyone any harm. Tranquility was something that was important to upkeep and she hoped that this stranger would be understanding of that, and so far he didn't seem like he was the type to cause any problem to her homeland. Deciding she had watched him long enough, the fairer haired twin made her slow and delicate approach, footsteps light and airy as her lite figure grew closer, the distance growing shorter and shorter until she was finally at a distance she could speak comfortably.
"Beautiful day we are having today, isn't it?" Her gaze searching for his own as she allowed herself to come into full view of him, a mild smile upon her soft features, her wings fluttering ever so slightly.
"My name is Galadriel, and I do hope you are enjoying the sights around you." There was pride in her voice as she took a moment to look about them, as if she was showing off her home without actually doing so. "What may I call you by?"
WC: 458
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AstoriaFallen
AstoriaFallen
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