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Even though Nori kept rubbing against the lining of his pocket, the palm of his hand was sweaty and everything in it slipped away.. not that there was much in it to begin with.
Just a bead… something simple that Nori, despite his limited ability in forging, that Nori, had made and remade until it looked like what could be the perfect gift for the someone it was intended for.
His heart was beating loudly in his temples and not even gulping down mouthfuls of air seemed to help Nori calm down… but here he was, in front of Dwalin’s door.