[The answer barely made sense in any language, but it was all Galadriel could provide. Explaining what she had done would have been a trial at any time, to explain it now was impossible. She had a sudden and foreboding pang of loneliness strike her, then, and her gaze listed. Adelaide was alight in gleaming blue, wreathed in the spirit she held accord with. At the moment, of the two of them, the human shone so clearly and so brightly that she all but eclipsed Galadriel and Nenya's light. It was sobering, or it would have been if her distraction could be driven away so easily.
Galadriel had been leery of Compassion before, the idea of another will calming her own, acting as a balm to her wounds and weariness had been too strange to simply accept. Now, as they repaired the damage she had wrought, as it chased away the edges of her fear and grief, she was more than grateful to the spirit and to the woman who wielded it.
Using her own power, especially in this place, was a battle. It wore away at her, like sand and water wore down mountains. Her will could burn as bright as a star, but it burned away her bones, her body as she turned that power to purpose. In Arda it had long ailed her, the imbalance between what she could heal and what she could not grew greater with each day, and in Thedas it was clearer, sharper. Here, in this place, she could see how far she would fall.
Compassion returned some of her strength, enough that she could imagine she hadn't fallen quite so far, but she wouldn't be able to forget this weakness. It was a valuable lesson and it would haunt her.]
I must learn how to use the power of this place, how to draw on it as your people do. [She paused, distracted and grasping for the word.] Firnor--fade. The Fade.
[Her recollections were disjointed, even if her thoughts had settled. They would come more easily with time and rest. She sighed heavily and shook her head; being so weak disturbed her greatly.]
I will not survive if I continue to use my own strength. I should not have spent so much, it was foolish.
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[The answer barely made sense in any language, but it was all Galadriel could provide. Explaining what she had done would have been a trial at any time, to explain it now was impossible. She had a sudden and foreboding pang of loneliness strike her, then, and her gaze listed. Adelaide was alight in gleaming blue, wreathed in the spirit she held accord with. At the moment, of the two of them, the human shone so clearly and so brightly that she all but eclipsed Galadriel and Nenya's light. It was sobering, or it would have been if her distraction could be driven away so easily.
Galadriel had been leery of Compassion before, the idea of another will calming her own, acting as a balm to her wounds and weariness had been too strange to simply accept. Now, as they repaired the damage she had wrought, as it chased away the edges of her fear and grief, she was more than grateful to the spirit and to the woman who wielded it.
Using her own power, especially in this place, was a battle. It wore away at her, like sand and water wore down mountains. Her will could burn as bright as a star, but it burned away her bones, her body as she turned that power to purpose. In Arda it had long ailed her, the imbalance between what she could heal and what she could not grew greater with each day, and in Thedas it was clearer, sharper. Here, in this place, she could see how far she would fall.
Compassion returned some of her strength, enough that she could imagine she hadn't fallen quite so far, but she wouldn't be able to forget this weakness. It was a valuable lesson and it would haunt her.]
I must learn how to use the power of this place, how to draw on it as your people do. [She paused, distracted and grasping for the word.] Firnor--fade. The Fade.
[Her recollections were disjointed, even if her thoughts had settled. They would come more easily with time and rest. She sighed heavily and shook her head; being so weak disturbed her greatly.]
I will not survive if I continue to use my own strength. I should not have spent so much, it was foolish.