[It's actually been a long, long time since Ildy had a lover; she has to think back to when she was Ildraniath the Poet, to dig through memories that her own and not her own to remember that. She's older now, more experienced, but also changed.
She settles back on her elbows and stares at Nima.
For all of their barbarity, the humans were very much like Eldar in form.]
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She settles back on her elbows and stares at Nima.
For all of their barbarity, the humans were very much like Eldar in form.]