Tauriel gives a small nod to encourage Frisk. She then rises and lays her hands atop Frisk's head. She looks behind her to the starry heavens, takes in a breath, then gazes straight ahead, seeing in her mind past the confining walls of the castle.
"Great and merciful Valar," she calls. "Hear the cry of your child in a distant land. Grant your healing to this small, innocent one, and let them be comforted."
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
In spite of my icon, only people who are basically 90% dead can see Elven radiance shit.
Date: 2015-12-24 03:01 am (UTC)"Great and merciful Valar," she calls. "Hear the cry of your child in a distant land. Grant your healing to this small, innocent one, and let them be comforted."