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Mîm anticipates his wedding
Mîm walks along the path towards Tarn Aeluin, breathing in the fresh scent of the new day. He smiles as birds chirp enthusiastically in the alders above him. Eventually, Mîm reaches the end of the path and sits on a log sheltered by a large alder. Leaning back against the trunk, he gazes at the deep blue waters of the lake, absently fingering a lily blooming beside him as he mentally reviews the ceremony tomorrow in which he will exchange gifts with Eri. A nervously excited smile spreads across his face at the thought of their wedding in two days.
For the curious, this references another other fic I have written: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52277566/chapters/133859095#workskin