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[gondolin_noble]

There is no moon tonight. The stonework is still lit, though, dimly, by the multitude of stars overhead. There isn't even a single cloud to obstruct the view. Glorfindel was right, however - the wind is a bit sharp up on the palace's tower.

There's benefits to having taken care of the royal couple when they were children.

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[gondolin_noble]

"You are lucky - few will as the years go by, until they too pass into legend and myth." Glorfindel acknowledges, briefly staring out into the night, noting the flicker of feathers in starlight. "And the world will be poorer for it."

[patterns_bloom]

That sobers her up. She inclines her head. "Indeed," she says, watching the eagle soar up into stars. "I thank you for the opportunity. For all of this. I've had a wonderful time."

[gondolin_noble]

He gives himself a shake, and his impish smile returns.

"The pleasure is mine - it is always good to see such things with fresh eyes. Perhaps you could be convinced to come again?"

Don't tell anyone, but sometimes he finds it unbearably sad that soon this world, the one he knows is full of magic and wonder, will lose its luster and become workaday and ordinary. Better that someone else can see it before it changes entirely, and be remembered elsewhere.

[patterns_bloom]

"Absolutely," Alana says, taking his hand and offering a squeeze. "I would love to. Your world is lovely."