Lockdown Instadrabbling by Nienna

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Lalwen/Ellemírë. A letter.


Dear Lalwen,

Were it that you could carry me once again to our rocky abode! I’m remembering it now. (I could go there still, of course, but the magic in it is gone.) It was so dusty and dull, but the absence of color only made your body leap out of the landscape, like a glare of sun across metal. Remember how you called it our hidden sanctuary? How you took me there one night when my mind was clouded with worry, and spoke to me and left me be and kissed me in turn, till all was well again? I miss you.

Dearly,

Ellemírë


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