Broken Boulder The Red Moon Of Doom

alarian joins him -- delight feels his presence without turning around and sucks in a breath, unsure where they are or what alarian wants. he steals a glance at the governor and finds him not looking, which is both easier and -- hurts him, inexplicably. is he too shameful to behold, now? 

korei interrupts his thoughts (ulf's momentary arrival entirely missed), naming the phenomenon without... naming it. "it certainly is red," he agrees, awkwardly, turning back to look at the sky once again. like blood. like an omen. "does it mean anything, do you think?" delight asks, his voice gone soft. "when tindómë founded -- the day we founded -- the sun.. turned black for a moment. or -- vanished, i guess. like there was no light in the sky at all." it's not the same as this but looking back, was that some sort of warning of tindómë's inevitable failure? at the time he'd thought it auspicious -- oh but what does he know.