Characters/Pairing: Aredhel, Celegorm, Turgon
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"The Black Rider slowly approached," Celegorm whispers, his eyes gleaming, "and all around him was a deep darkness that swallowed the light of the stars. He brushed their arrows aside—"
Aredhel leans closer. Her parents don’t know she listens when her cousins tell Cuiviénen stories, but she is thrilled by the hair-raising tales.
Afterwards she wonders: what is darkness like? In Tirion, there is always light, even when the Trees are faintest. Her brother Turgon finds her crouched inside a clothes-chest.
"What were you doing in there?"
"I wanted to see the dark," she explains, and laughs at his expression.