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『 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 』 ❝ Lady Alassaran of Imladris had lived long and seen much of the world. She had seen the rise and fall of the great evil that was Sauron during the Second Age. She had witnessed her home reduced to rubble and her brother taken by the flames of the dragon Smaug. She had seen Erebor descend into fire when the serpent attacked. Her eyes, some said, had seen too much, and what she had seen left scars on both her skin and soul. The elves of Rivendell called her Naerien, the lady of sorrow.
She was reduced to a shell of who she had once been, her spirit locked away by the horrors only seen in times of old. No longer were her green eyes full of life, her skin warmed by the sun, or her voice ringing through the halls of the House of Elrond. Naerien was a ghost, a specter destined to haunt Imladris until the weight of her grief consumed her completely.
