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    Valinor was every bit as beautiful as the songs promised.

    Its streets glittered with the dust of diamonds, gleaming under the radiant light of a sun that shone brighter, purer over the hallowed lands than it ever had over Middle-earth. The peaks of the Pelori, soaring and snowcapped, loomed pristine in the distance, mocking her with every glimpse. These were not mountains that had ever known the tread of an orc's foot, nor suffered spilt blood or harrowed screams. Even the sands of Eldamar were white and silken underfoot, nothing like the abrading grit of the beaches of Belfalas where her mother had once reigned.

    Celebrían hated it.

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    On names, grandmothers, and what it's like to live when the whole world thinks you should not have.

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    23 Dec 2025

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    Gorgeous. ❤️🥹