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[15 Oct 2004|03:21pm] |
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It was a happy sort of fate for Arwen Undómiel, and yet not so. For years, she had spent her time as Queen of Gondor, along with Elessar... Her Estel, her Aragorn, her King... Her love and life. The one for whom she had chosen a life of mortality, and would never have changed as such.
She'd awoken that day to a peaceful garden - not so unlike that in Lórien, where she'd passed - and wondered silently as to what was to come. The beginnings of a new world, as a phoenix is reborn from the ashes of their flames, this city is also her new beginning.
Arwen holds the Evenstar lightly in one palm as she walks through the garden, shapes and images passing her by... Images so familiar, and yet so different. Almost identical to that of Lórien, this garden was, but she knew somehow that it was not so.
She finds her way to a street, filled with people and the beginnings of businesses. It brings memories of Gondor back to the once-Queen's mind, and surprisingly they are not painful, but joyous.
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