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swan ship

"I say let the ships burn!"

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Her liege's voice rang in her ears, again and again and she could do nothing but obey, not even his sons dared say no except Nelyafinwe. She looked along the beach, trying to spot them through blurry, teary vision. She spotted Makalaure, looking like a ghost and she was sure the same expression was painted on her own face. She saw him reaching for the flute in his sleeve, then shaking his head, arms falling, limp. No lament was enough to soothe the ache of the ships burning, of betrayal and guilt.

To Sail in a Sea of Blood

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     The night sky's stars shone like silver dust in the sky. The torches blazed with fire, bringing some minor warmth the chilling midnight. Alasiel pulled her red hood over her head, shivering. She watched her brother, his eyes glazed with admiration. He was watching Lord Feanor as he led the heist. He and the Teleri spoke. Hushed, confused voices which were too far away for the girl to understand. Then, shouting.

Memories of a life past: "No gelin in raid gîn, a no adel gin i chwest"

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many are the kindred who sail, never to return. The old harbour is no exception.

"No gelin in raid gîn, a no adel gin i chwest" ((may your paths be green and the breeze behind you))

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