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[inafadingcrown]

[The video feed flips on, focusing (after a few seconds of jostling around) on Galadriel, sitting on the steps of the Initiative Hold, her sheathed sword beside her. Having just finished training, she’s attired appropriately, wearing a simple dress and with her hair braided and wound about her head- displaying those pointed ears quite prominently for those who might have missed them before.]

I grow weary of the constant grey here. It is overlong since I have heard a running stream or seen the sunlight filtered through the forest canopy.

Tell me, those of you who have journeyed outside this city: does greenery yet remain in this world? It would do my heart well even to hear of it.

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[whatsupcroc]

Only if you forgive a young one for being chatty.

[inafadingcrown]

There is nothing to forgive.

[whatsupcroc]

Then I think we can agree there was no hurt feelings or weirdness on anyone's side. Nothing to forgive all around!

[inafadingcrown]

[A little laugh] I suppose we can.