Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-27168578-20160127181644/@comment-26444332-20160215212448

(Elves are telepathic to some degree, as seen in both book and film...)

Faenor stands by a small hollow in Cerin Malbrethil at twilight, a single elven-lantern lighting the trickle of water flowing by and the small pool within the shallow cave. Faenor leans down and runs a silver jug through the calm waters, disturbing them as he lifts the jug to the mirror next to the small starlit pool.

"I amar prestar aen, han mathon ne nen, han mathon ne chae a han noston ned 'wilith." he whispers as he pours out the jug into the mirror-bowl, the stars reflecting into it.

"Do we leave Middle-earth to her fate? Do we abandon the Edain? Do we leave them and trust to estel?" he whispers, and far away, Turatamo can hear it.