Title: Sway
Author: Elly
Character: Galadriel
Rating: G
Summary: Galadriel's battle with the one ring.
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Think of it. Just imagine the power. Galadriel shuddered as the voice slithered into her mind. I can do great things. We can do great things. All you must do is take me up. She closes her eyes to shut it out, not surprised when it has no effect. This is her test. She can resist. She must. It is not a difficult thing- just reach out. He is offering, giving freely. Why should you not? No, she thinks fiercely. No. Too much blood, too much pain, too much power. But could we not change these things? Together we could change the past… Change… … we could restore what belongs to the Elves. Restore what was lost to you. My fallen kin… Your daughter. Celebrian. It had pained her- to no longer be first in her daughter's heart. To be replaced… but no. Her daughter is happy now, she is in Valinor, free of care. Valinor. There was something different in the voice, a poisonous longing started to appear. We could have Valinor. It was her home and she missed it. She belonged to it. And it could belong to her. In her mind's eye she began to remember: the beauty, the peace. She remembered her youth, the happiness she had. She remembered her family, playing games and laughing with them. Yes. Remember, you must remember them! Suddenly she sees a face. Feanor, his eyes alight and laughing. As he was when he was younger, before… before he was corrupted. Corruption. A test! She was being tested. Her mind began to clear and suddenly she saw what must be done. Her kin had fallen. She would not. Take me up- wield me! You must! No. No! She pushed against it's will with all her might, remembering Feanor's face. The voice ceased and she saw past the ring to the Halfling who bore it. Closing her eyes, she whispered first a prayer of thanks- then a plea for assistance. She had passed her test, but a greater one still remained. |