rangerandking: (↠ forest)
Aragorn II Elessar ([personal profile] rangerandking) wrote 2016-11-07 05:44 am (UTC)

It was strange to hear any raised voices in Imladris and Aragorn's curiosity was as boundless as his energy. Those who guarded him thought him remarkable for a Man - so tireless even when running - but the world was so big and Aragorn wished to know all of it.

He did not have the luxury of Elvish years to learn, either, so he slept little and kept moving.

His steps brought him to the room and he peered in, brow furrowing in confusion. Who was his Ada healing? Why did their voices sound so familiar? What language did they speak? It wasn't Sindarin.

Then...Quenya?

This must be an old Elf.

He ducked into the shadows as Elrond passed. Then he slipped into the room, footsteps careful, cautious. At first, he was struck by the fiery hair - an odd and rare color for an Elf. Quietly, he examined what was on the nearest table, looking for clues.

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