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[inafadingcrown]

[This entry, Galadriel doesn't waste time with introductions or formalities, instead jumping directly into her question- a bad sign for someone normally so verbose. Her words are clipped- short, direct, precise, and to the point.]

Are there any here who have experience with some manner of [a little pause] an enchanted sleep? I have heard of such things, but I will admit that I have never had dealings with them myself.

[The reason for this question can be seen in background- a silver-haired woman sleeping soundly in one of the rooms available for travelers at the Station. Galadriel turns to glance back at her before continuing, the worry she has kept from her tone plainly evident in her eyes.]

I would also ask if there are any who know something of what becomes of those who disappear from this world. I know that it has occurred before, but it seems strange, does it not, to find a shard in place of the person who has left? We were told that these emerge only when one is near to death- [And that is why she's fretting about Elrond's disappearance too. She stops talking then and frowns at the locket, apparently deciding that she's said enough to make her point.]

You have my thanks. [And the feed goes off.]

[ooc: Or if your character is at the Station too, they can hang out with her in person. Also apologies for being slow lately; health problems have held me up.]

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[lindir]

[It's clear Lindir is already anxious. Something was troubling the lady of light, of all people?!]

What has happened, my lady? I will assist however I can.

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[inafadingcrown]

[Oh, Lindir. She's aware that her appearance can only be alarming him, so she does take a few moments to gather herself a little more before replying.]

Lord Elrond has vanished and Lady Celebrían has fallen into a deep sleep which I cannot explain and from which I cannot wake her.

[Another glance back at Celebrían.]

I do not even know what to ask of you, in truth, but I will remember your offer, Lindir, and I will keep you informed.

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[lindir]

My Lord Elrond is gone?

[This news has Lindir reeling.]

And Lady Celebrían has...? Oh... I beg you please tell me she is close to Caer Glaem, where I may be able to help tend to her?

[inafadingcrown]

[She shakes her head] We are at the Station, nearly three weeks distance at a hard ride.

[lindir]

[The look on Lindir's face makes it clear that he is upset.]

I do not think I will be able to travel that far on my own. Is there any other way I may be of service?

[A thoughtful pause.]

Perhaps the library will have some information?

[inafadingcrown]

If you would look, Lindir, I would be in your debt. [She can see that he's shaken, though, and she gives a slight smile, in an attempt to be reassuring.] She seems to sleep peacefully, for the moment, and I will have not yet left her side. Your Lady will be well tended, never fear.