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By Galadrial Date: 2002 May 17 Comment on this Work [[2002.05.17.10.28.15035]] |
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she keeps to silent and shadows, for need of solitude and when she chances into full light, it is with all speed, then back again before the eye is fully focused. You think dragonfly, or even fairy--- and you expect slender grace, great beauty, a hidden queen. But she is only herself, nursing a heart that too soon believed too much, and no longers counts immortal love as her portion. Mourn not the halfling heart, and listen none too closely to that sad humming. And seek not to hold her for you will find she is just the glimmer you wish for with your heart, and never one you will love. |