Ribbon-Cutting Instadrabbling by Lindariel

One

Ered Luin, 494 First Age.  Song prompt: "Good Night New York" by Vienna Teng.

Galadriel paused. She had managed to avoid looking back every time they crested a hill. But this was the last height of the Ered Luin. She look back westward to the green expanse of nothingness that her eyes could not pierce even though she knew it to be Doriath. Then she looked forward again, down the mountain toward a land of swelling hills and green river valleys. She began to remember how it felt to be Alatáriel, delighting in the mysteries of unfamiliar terrain.

She held her hand out to Celeborn. "It is good to be traveling again," she said.