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[castintoflames]

(He awakens from his meditation with a sharp gasp. There is darkness around him - no oddity in an unlit library aisle - but he sees something sinister; something beyond the tomes surrounding him.)

Since when have those lands been recorded? Do not write of them! Do not let them gain a foothold!

(Books are knocked askew as he rises in a flurry to his feet.)

I cannot hear you. I cannot. I will not! (Is that the sound of a chain dragging along the floor? Or is that his imagination?) You will not hold me fast!

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(Action)

[huntingorcs]

[ G R I N ]

YEP.

[ Elladan doesn't move away, happy to stay tucked in to Maedhros' side ]

(Action)

[castintoflames]

There are those much older than I! (If one counts years lived.) I... The Darkness blinds me at times. I rest and it falls over me like a cloak.

(Action)

[huntingorcs]

Yes, but you are older than me, so... old!

[ Elladan nods and curls close ]

Some of the survivors of the wars were that way too. But I am here, grandfather. I promise I am no dream.

(Action)

[castintoflames]

That is how you judge - ? (Child. He blinks and blushes, his fingertips brushing along Elladan's cheek.)

I could not dream of you.

(Action)

[huntingorcs]

When I want to annoy people.

[ Elladan says cheekily and leans a little into the fingers ]

I certainly feel real to me!