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It would beckon more damage, but it was necessary to her son’s peace of mind... or whatever remained of such, still yet to return to his conscience. The silver bore the asië’s words and the current task at paw with a grimace, scars wreathing upon the taut face. And then they were shifting in togetherness, on and on and on, until light embraced the quartet in cascades — before they came to settle the inkling beneath an unassuming gathering of vine maples.

Only then did Aurëwen part from her dragon, a searing, gauzy film of anguish flitting across his mauvey figure; the lacerations; the hinds; and she turned her marred crown to Speedy.

“This copse should be enough to treat him in, for ze time being.” A critical eye went to the entryway of those caves, “If you or your aides should have to...” a shiver broke out of her own, shadows flickering in her eyes, “let me know first, please. Returning him there should only be a last resort. Please.”