[ It takes Galadriel several moments to orient herself, for at first there is only pain and discordance. She feels it keenly; heart and soul, body and mind. She is no longer in Arda marred. Her connection to those lands, strengthened over several millennia, has dwindled. Moreover, the presence of her husband is torn from her, leaving only emptiness
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[ And then there's the recent new appearances ]
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Not always, no. There is no one here from my world, nor from many of the others. [ As much as it may be nice having friends here she feels bad for you and yours ]
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But my pardon; I have forgone manners before such puzzlement. I am Galadriel of Lothlórien.
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Helen Magnus, it's a pleasure to meet you.
It could perhaps be nothing; it could be as random as it is done by choice.
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The pleasure is mutual, Helen Magnus.
Perhaps. But I might be more inclined to believe that were it but a few of us here, but our number is well over half dozen. Yet, some folk are alone. There must be a reason behind such occurrences. Another matter to look into further, I think.
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And one as equally hard to investigate. [ Although a dozen? That certainly had the opportunity to be something more than a simple coincidence ] Perhaps it may be more to do with those that are alone than those whom have others, or simply the worlds that we're from?
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Could be. Or perhaps it is to do with some common element the people taken have been exposed to in their realms.
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That may be significantly more difficult to discover, given that many of our worlds are rather different.
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