[ Time around spirits lent their certainty on occasion. When Adealide spoke true and spoke with conviction- it simply was. There was no kindness, no compassion to it- merely a statement of being. The sky was blue (where it was not currently green), Compassion was warm, Galadriel was as clear and pure a thing as she had ever heard. Now that she had been mended, refreshed- the song was back to the low murmur she was more familiar with when in places where the Veil wore thin. ]
Can still, actually. Like waves on the shore when you called but now it is more akin to the whisper of a brook over stone. [ Adelaide turned her eyes from the ring up to Galadriel's face and-
Oh.
Oh Maker she blushed and it made her more lovely. Andraste preserve her, how was she to keep a level voice? ]
To me it feels like a whisper of a spirit. There is...a will and intent there though I do not know what- the song is unfamiliar to me. Faith? Hope, perhaps, I have not heard that song since I was a child but you are...more than the songs of the Spirits I know. They are as they are named. Compassion is compassion that is all they are and all they shall be- they do not adapt or learn as you and I do. Your song is less a refrain and more an aria.
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[ Time around spirits lent their certainty on occasion. When Adealide spoke true and spoke with conviction- it simply was. There was no kindness, no compassion to it- merely a statement of being. The sky was blue (where it was not currently green), Compassion was warm, Galadriel was as clear and pure a thing as she had ever heard. Now that she had been mended, refreshed- the song was back to the low murmur she was more familiar with when in places where the Veil wore thin. ]
Can still, actually. Like waves on the shore when you called but now it is more akin to the whisper of a brook over stone. [ Adelaide turned her eyes from the ring up to Galadriel's face and-
Oh.
Oh Maker she blushed and it made her more lovely. Andraste preserve her, how was she to keep a level voice? ]
To me it feels like a whisper of a spirit. There is...a will and intent there though I do not know what- the song is unfamiliar to me. Faith? Hope, perhaps, I have not heard that song since I was a child but you are...more than the songs of the Spirits I know. They are as they are named. Compassion is compassion that is all they are and all they shall be- they do not adapt or learn as you and I do. Your song is less a refrain and more an aria.