Prompt 37: Water

"Attend me," said Galadriel after they had broken their fasts. "There is much that is disquieting in the news you have brought, and I would gaze in the Mirror." And she led them down into her garden, into the deep hollow where a stream splashed gently down from the fountain high above. Filling her silver ewer, she poured the clear water into the wide, shallow basin where it sat upon its tree-like pedestal.

"Do you wish to look within, son of Arathorn?" she asked the Ranger.

"Nay, my Lady, I do not. I fear to see something I will try to prevent, and I have oft heard that is the surest way to bring about the dark possibilities your mirror shows."

She nodded. "You are wise beyond your years, young man. But I must look nonetheless." She bowed her head over the water for a short time. Then she sank forlornly to the ground, one hand to her lips, waving away Legolas' concerned attempt to help her up.

"Ah, woe is me!" she whispered. "It begins again!"

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