Lockdown Instadrabbling by Lindariel

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Chapter 5

Prompts:  lighthouse, glass, star, waters.


Barad Nimras was not a lighthouse, but its topmost floor was walled with glass nevertheless. Galadriel slowly traversed the circuit, appreciating the view.

Her ósanwë had always been strongest with her brother, before Celeborn of course. She did not bother to speak, knowing Finrod would hear her anyway. "This is well done," she thought. "Ataryo would be proud." She kissed her thumb reflexively at the thought of her father.

"I have never loved the Sea," Finrod thought back. "But from here I see it differently. The reflection of a single star on those waters is as beautiful as the firmament."


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