theranger: (Aragorn by Liars Dance)
Aragorn touched the chain hidden under his tunic and remembered how the Evenstar had felt the first time he had held it in the palm of his hand and looked at it. It had seemed so impossibly exquisite, so light, so fragile... He had been afraid he might crush it when his fingers reluctantly closed over it.

But he had found it was quite different from what it had seemed, from the way it had felt...
Exquisite, yes. Light, yes. Fragile, no...

Mithril, that was what it was made of, shiny and luminous as silver but harder than forged steel, taken deep from the cursed mines of Moria.

And Aragorn had found out that the one who had given him the Evenstar was exactly like the pendant.
Impossibly beautiful, shining with a light of her own, apparently fragile, but harder than steel.

But, like the pendant, that was what made her unique.

June 2007

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