I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold; (Open)

[inafadingcrown]

Who: Galadriel and you
What: Wandering through the forest because oh, thank God, spring!
When: 4/7, anytime during the day
Where: the...forest
Rating: Can't see this going higher than PG
Notes: Brackets and prose are both fine; I'll switch to match.

It had been too long. Too long since she’d wandered through the woods, too long since she’d felt the grass beneath her bare feet.

Galadriel closed her eyes, letting the warm breeze blow back her hair, breathing in the first scents of spring. She placed a hand on each tree as she passed it, an almost affectionate gesture, making her way deeper into the forest.

At last, when the woods had begun to darken, the small amount of light filtering in through the canopy leaving them in a perpetual twilight, she stopped to rest and take in the stillness, unwilling to venture further- at least today.

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[inafadingcrown]

[Galadriel hears it, of course. And she's curious enough to follow the sounds to the source. When she finally comes across the man, she pauses, hesitant to disturb him. Eventually, however, she decides to speak up.]

Lovely.

[deltacain]

[His eyes snap open at the voice. He really did not hear her coming. He forces himself to untense, his eyes catching sight of...

...A very beautiful woman. A normal man would be entranced. Not him. Inside his mind, Delta is on edge. Someone who can sneak up on him is not normal... But David's in the driver's seat. He smiles.]

It is. The song's called Jasmine. It's Chinese.

[inafadingcrown]

[Not normal at all and she makes very little attempt to hide it. There's something unearthly about her- inhuman, more properly, though not in the negative sense.]

I fear I know next to nothing of the language. It does not exist in my own world.

[deltacain]

[Yeah, David is definitely sensing that. It has him on edge... Things that aren't normal, to him, usually do. Negative or otherwise. There was always a chance it could turn negative.]

You're not from Earth? Where, if I can ask?

[inafadingcrown]

The world I would call Arda, or Middle-Earth, if you wish. There are distinctions, but the terms are near enough for our purposes.

[deltacain]

And, pointing out the obvious, but you're not human, either, right?

[Because, despite how her serene presence is off-putting, even Webb can admit that the lady is beautiful. And the serenity accenuates that.]

[inafadingcrown]

I am not. [She doesn't seem bothered at all by the question; she's heard it often enough by now to accept it with grace and good humor.] I am an elf.

[deltacain]

An elf? [His mind instantly flicks to the many documentations of elves in fiction he's read.]

I suppose that's another plus side to this place. Meeting... Different races.