[ Maglor is no wood elf, but the woods are soothing, irregardless. He does not know how far he has run or how he has got here, only that he is so very tired. Kaldur will find him standing by a cliff edge because the mundane is a horrible person singing softly about loss and pain and grief.
When Kaldur speaks he startles and spins, eyes wary and wild, hand dropping instinctively to his sword only to pull it away with a hiss of pain. ]
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because the mundane is a horrible personsinging softly about loss and pain and grief.When Kaldur speaks he startles and spins, eyes wary and wild, hand dropping instinctively to his sword only to pull it away with a hiss of pain. ]
Who are you, stranger?