first hour ❦ video; both courts

[contrasting]

[Don't mind the young high school, still dressed up in her uniform, appearing in the locket where she's wearing a pout, rubbing fiercely at her cheek, where a slight bruise might be forming.]

Hey! Watch out for fairies who apparently are pretty stingy about the cake. Some don't know the meaning of the word "share" here. [There's a slight squinted, accusing look towards the side off-screen where a group of fairies zoom by, carrying bits and pieces of a dessert Minako had her eyes on.

But never holding a grudge, she sighs before turning towards the locket again, glare easily being replaced with a growing smile.]

Actually, I had a favor to ask. Sushi! Where can I get some? Cause I've this wild craving, but it's not really a thing here. Not that the rest of the food isn't good! Whew! [She leans back, rubbing her belly a bit before chuckling.] Everything's pretty amazing here and definitely nothing like back home, so if you want to keep recommending other goodies, that's okay too.

[She shrugs lightly.] But sushi's kind of a favorite, so if you manage to locate any, I'll owe you a huge favor. I promise.

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[bythewaves]

[ Grief, as deep as the sea, as endless as the sky. Pain, like sheeting ice, in the voice that speaks... and for those with ears to hear, a tiny, quiet envy and relief. ]

For those who knew them, the list of those freed from this world now includes the Lady Galadriel and her husband, the Lord Celeborn, their daughter, the Lady Celebrian, the Lady Idril, and Maedhros my brother. Also, the Lady Sif, who counted us as family in lieu of those left in her own world.

Their things are with me, but they left no letters behind.

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[burping]

Not all of us who have been brought here are built for war. But that does not mean we lack battles to fight. We are needed on another front.

I have been tasked [ by Sir Lancelot] to garner goodwill between those of us who have shards and the shardless. Since our arrival, the moods of many have soured... [ Her lips press together in a grim expression.] To say the least. And we hope that we change that with good works or charity as some would call it.

I would have your suggestions or your help with mine, if you would give it.

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[folklorish]

[ Judging by the room's feminine decor, Nuada is not in his own suite. Blues and golds and pinks, close to the brilliance of an Irish sunset, line the walls and brighten the area around him. He is settled on the floor, legs stretched out in front, and back pressed against the side of a canopied bed. Pale fingers idly turn a shard over and over, as if the repetitive motion is capable of summoning its bearer back. ]

It is with much regret that I inform those who knew the princess, [ Nuada's voice is quiet, and as bleak as the black outfits he prefers. ] that my sister is no longer ... she is gone. My condolences to any who considered Nuala a friend.

[ He bows his head and switches off the feed. ]