Drabbletag5 - Silmarillion (Melian/Galadriel) - Magic
Title: There Was Light
Prompt: Drabbletag5 - magic
Fandom: The Silmarillion
Pairing: Melian/Galadriel
Rating: T
Word Count: 250
Galadriel often wonders what the stars were like over Cuiviénen, what it was like to watch them blossom under Varda's hands. If she knew, she thinks, maybe it would assuage the empty, nameless longing that flares sharpest when she stretches a hand towards the skies as if she can catch the jewels of the heavens on her fingertips.
"What was it like before the stars?" she asks one night, as casually as she can. Melian's breath is warm on her cheek, and Galadriel shudders as she runs her fingers over bare skin. She smiles and presses a finger to the hollow between Galadriel's collarbones, the spot where a bird's wings would begin.
"Would you like to see?"
Her dark eyes seem to reach up and swallow Galadriel, pulling her forward into a lightless void ablaze with a fury of sound, tones beyond Quendi hearing like the echoes of light itself. The music fills the emptiness until it is a tangible thing, buffeting her like ocean waves. Galadriel can feel her body shudder, but it's a distant thing, now, unconnected to what she has become.
Light blossoms, burning away into silence, and she forgets how to breathe as it washes over and through her.
She is nothing. (She is everything.)
Melian's lips on hers bring her back down, gasping for breath. She presses close to her teacher with a grateful noise, eyes still dazzled by a memory of light, something like satiety filling a bit of the emptiness inside.