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[elvenseer]

[ Galadriel stands before one of the walls within the office building the Elves call their camp, smoothing long fingers across the surface to carefully blend together colors she's spent several hours applying, having grown fed up with the blandness of the constricting walls around. If they couldn't have any growing things about them, then she would

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[elvenseer]

[ Like Aragorn, Faramir tread lightly, but not even the softest footsteps of a Ranger skilled in his craft could fool elf ears. That aside, the same forces - Galadriel's own power amplified with that of Nenya - that allowed her to be aware of every little thing that went on within the borders of Lothlorien also kept vigil on all of the building that served as their housing in the dark city. No evil thing would sneak in the camp without her knowledge, nothing would pass if she did not allow it.

Faramir was a guest well received. The Captain of Gondor was proving to be both similar and entirely different from his older brother. Though they had spoken but a handful of times, it hadn't taken long for Galadriel to perceive that Faramir had a calm but deep sense of power and strength about him that reminded her slightly - curiously, perhaps - of her own husband. A tree with its roots deep in the soil, bending at times but not breaking. ]

These shades that lurk on the edge of exposure, watching us. Bothersome little things.

[ Turning to face him, Galadriel inclined her head slightly in greeting, a kind smile on her lips. ]

Suilaid, lord Faramir. How fare you today?

[ifishouldreturn]

[The people of Middle-earth were no strangers to living with malevolent shadows lurking at the edge of their consciousness, but the shadows of Abax were different. The cause was unclear and the remedy was even more elusive.]

I wonder what it is that they wish to see. [He did not have the ability to sense them as she did, but the unease that he felt within the city was unsettling enough.] I am well, my lady. Thank you.

[He stepped into the room.]

I have a gift for you.

[elvenseer]

Whatever we would prefer to keep hidden, I have little doubt.

[ She gave a small, wry smile at that. One didn't need to spend but days in Abax to realize the place was actively conspiring against its citizens, brought there against their will. To expect any sort of benevolence from the elusive forces that served as their keepers would be foolish indeed. Thankfully, Galadriel knew those of Middle-earth did not scare so easily, nor were entirely unfamiliar with dark powers. ]

A gift? [ She couldn't quite hide her surprise, though it was swiftly replaced with curiosity. ] To what do I owe such honor?

[ifishouldreturn]

[His composure did not waver as he held out the box of paints. There was no harm in showing kindness and friendship to a fellow prisoner, after all, though she was clearly surprised by the gesture.]

There is no occasion. I hope only that you will be able to make use of these.