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[menelluin]

[The woman who appears on the locket would be a sight to behold -- if perhaps her hair were not in disarray or the dirt smudged on her face. Her expression is held tightly and deliberately; there's a sense that, if she let her emotion go, she might fall into something that she cannot come back from, not easily.]

I do not know who is listening. [There's a sense that she honestly does not care, not now.] I have but one question and I will have my answer. [Idril's voice is shaking, threatening to crack but there is a power behind it.]

Where is my son?

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[sculptor_of_aman]

Two of my children have come here. Where the other five are, I could not say.

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[menelluin]

Earendil is but a child.

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[sculptor_of_aman]

Then, with luck, he has been spared the fate of coming here.

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[menelluin]

[A deep breath.] Perhaps my husband will find him.

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[sculptor_of_aman]

Perhaps so. It seems my husband has come and gone here.

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[menelluin]

[She does not say that perhaps it is good that he is gone. There are some mixed feelings regarding him.]

Then I have hope to see mine again.

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[sculptor_of_aman]

Perhaps. I must urge you to not act rashly, however. Things here... are not like the places we know.

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[menelluin]

I rarely act rashly.

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[sculptor_of_aman]

Something that cannot be said for all of our kin, truly.