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Dior meets Nimloth. A drabble present for Leaward.
She is the most beautiful creature I ever beheld. Her steps are light and she carries herself with grace.
But she is nothing like my mother. She is different. Her hair so dark, her skin so fair. It almost seems that this beautiful creature of the dusk, never has seen the sunlight.
Like a white blossom: shying away from the sun.
But who am I? Dior, peredhel, born from a marriage of love and sacrifice. The jewel would become her. I know what I must do, proudly I move myself forward and speak her name: Nimloth of Doriath.
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