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[tar_palantir]

*paces around the Fort waiting until it's time to leave for the funeral.*

*Thinks over what to say to his daughter.*

"I'm sorry?" I suppose you are, for her and the boy but not for your nephew. She'd probably take that the wrong way. "My condolences?" Too distant. "He's in a better place?" I'd get slapped. "Eru moves in mysterious ways?"

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[ar_zimraphel]

*sits by the window in her room, wearing one of Pharazon's shirts and hugging herself*

[tar_palantir]

*knocks* Phel?

*peeps round the door* Míriel?

:( Sweetheart, you need to get ready...

[ar_zimraphel]

I know... :'(

[tar_palantir]

*crosses over to you and hugs*

Just get through today, you'll feel better getting the funeral out of the way.