Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26453572-20160222224745/@comment-26444332-20160506142725

Galadriel picks up a silver ewer and passes it through the gently trickling stream. She then pours it into the basin, and sets the ewer down.

'Come closer, man of Atmora. This is the Mirror of Galadriel. Look, if you wish.'