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[gil_estel]

*Lies on the mountain where Ancalagon left him, flanked by an identity-confused eagle and a concerned Ainu.*

*Clutches the silmaril-box to his chest, pretty much oblivious to his surroundings, with Ancalagon's last attempt at suggestion burrowing its way into his subconscious.*

Maybe I should just bury the damn thing. Yeah. Bury it, then no-one

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[_elbereth]

*flits around the sky, holding the stars on course*

*realizes she's doing this with less help than before and is rather concerned* :s

[gil_estel]

*Gazes up at the stars*

Eru, they look different from down here. I'd almost forgotten...

[_elbereth]

*starts to pass over the mountains to let the sky get darker*

[gil_estel]

*Keeps staring up at the sky and wondering at the beauty of it all.*

*Finds himself tearing-up.* :'(

My first night off in millenia and I'm spending it on a mountain in the middle of nowhere, suffering from a broken nose, scratched face, broken arm and really, really badly bruised groin. Great.

*shakes himself out of it.* Right. Bugger all this, I'm getting out of here.

Thorondor? THORONDOR!?