Her hands move slowly, cautiously, dragging thread through silk. Long has she woven, summer through winter, dawn until the depths of night. She has only songs for companions through these lonely hours: songs of bravery, songs of love. She remembers her promise long ago, when she chose the fate of Luthien for herself.
She smiles at her handiwork. Seven silver stars, emblazoned around one White Tree. A banner fit for Gondor’s King. The Elfstone on his breast, the Evenstar at his throat, he shall bear it into the heart of battle.
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