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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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[painfeels]

Lady Galadriel, right.

That's a nice name. It's pretty, I mean.

[inafadingcrown]

[Her smile becomes a little more apparent.] Thank you. I am most fond of it.

[painfeels]

Do you know what it means?

[inafadingcrown]

I do; it means "Crowned with a radiant garland" in Sindarin. [The reason she's called that should be readily apparent- she's wearing the hairstyle that inspired it.]

[painfeels]

That's really pretty.