[ She hears it and she knows, bile rising in her throat, that her message to Celegorm was too late. She knows and she scrambles with her locket, in the safety of the Station (Aubri has been looked after, healed, and will not hear; she can't face his anger at Celegorm, not right now. She can't face the responses of others either, and so she tells the locket that this is for Maglor and Maglor only), so close but so very far to where she last spoke to Maglor.
She tries to say his name but at first there are no words, just a choked sound; syllables that won't pass her tongue, a sob that won't quite form. She has to take another breath, has to force her grip on the locket to loosen as her knuckles start to ache. ]
He-
[ Again, she falters. Again, she takes a deep breath, but this time it shakes, trembling with her heart. ]
Maglor.
[ It's all she can say, as deep and sorrowful and never-ending as the ocean on the shores of Limbo. ]
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She tries to say his name but at first there are no words, just a choked sound; syllables that won't pass her tongue, a sob that won't quite form. She has to take another breath, has to force her grip on the locket to loosen as her knuckles start to ache. ]
He-
[ Again, she falters. Again, she takes a deep breath, but this time it shakes, trembling with her heart. ]
Maglor.
[ It's all she can say, as deep and sorrowful and never-ending as the ocean on the shores of Limbo. ]