[ordinarily, this is something that Margaery would be in the thick of, protecting the residents of Hadriel and proving her own strength. to them and to herself.
but after Maglor vanished, she's been finding it hard to care about much of anything. certainly not Hadriel. nor herself. no, she feels as though she's been torn asunder, one third of her yearning for Matt, the other third for Maglor, and the final third for nothing at all.
just. nothingness.
nothingness would be nice.
better than the too-much-somethingness she's feeling now.
so when she wanders out past the edge of town (not on purpose, no. but because it was there and there was no one to stop her) and finds Ephemera making his stand, she goes to his side and draws her sword.
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but after Maglor vanished, she's been finding it hard to care about much of anything. certainly not Hadriel. nor herself. no, she feels as though she's been torn asunder, one third of her yearning for Matt, the other third for Maglor, and the final third for nothing at all.
just. nothingness.
nothingness would be nice.
better than the too-much-somethingness she's feeling now.
so when she wanders out past the edge of town (not on purpose, no. but because it was there and there was no one to stop her) and finds Ephemera making his stand, she goes to his side and draws her sword.
the creatures would come? let them come]
...yes. Bring it.