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Conversations in Doriath

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Walküre:
The banquet was to be concluded in a moment. The pure melody of the prince had pervaded anything within those vast halls of stone, although sadness had not fallen on the guests, but rather a more serious and aware atmosphere. The king seemed not too much moved by such narration, for he knew that only something of grand magnitude would lead the Eldar far from their blessed dwellings; yet it ought also to be noted that his interest began to wander around the idea of three splendid jewels, guardians of a light that no longer was and whose fashion not even a Vala could have mocked. Then, Nerwen got closer to her wise brother, in doubt and feeling terribly guilty.

NERWEN: ''Why will we not confess our crimes against the king's kind?''

Walküre:
FINDARÁTO: ''Because, my beloved sister, we ourselves have committed no crime. We undoubtedly bear a grave responsibility on our shoulders, and I doubt someone else would reveal the tragedy, other than us only. Truth and sincerity have always been the lighthouse of our acts, and I have no intention to forswear our own principles. Not now. Yet the current moment would be improper, while so much joy is filling this stone-carved palace. They will know about the sorrowful fate of their kind, but only in the just hour.

I can't divine what the response of the king will be. His fierceness nonetheless suggests that a terrible wrath might be ahead of us.''

Walküre:
NERWEN: ''I wish our people never had to experience such strife. And destiny made it so that the burden of revelation would depend on our judgement. Very little are the actual murderers keen on telling; that is a very disgraceful of a sin. As it often befalls, the innocent shall try to mend what the guilty left marred, lest more evil be in the proximity to our deeds.

The Queen of Doriath is kindly interested in our struggle. There could never be anything ill in her will; her desire to ease my spiritual suffering is inexorably tied to the atrocity that occurred, of which she does not have knowledge yet. I couldn't tell how long she is to be left in obscurity. I sense it is a matter of time, before she manages to unveil what is hidden, for one shall never succeed in keeping secrets with a Maia.''

Walküre:
FINDARÁTO: ''Alas, we have very little control of our fate, my gentle sister. The fairest of our immortal kind know this well, as words from the Powers had reached their ears.

One doth not have might over what shall be, yet much thou can and do, when will is kindled and thy heart pure.

This I tell you, noble Nerwen. We may have departed from their grace, but we shall never depart from their superior wisdom, for the judgement of the Powers goes beyond matter and time itself.''

Walküre:
NERWEN: ''And I shall bear your words in the depth of my heart, brother. And may the forthcoming days be sunny for the mighty Noldor of Middle-earth, the majority of whom just cherishes grace and desires retribution for a grave sin.''

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