The Stranger in the Mirror
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FFA: Galadirel/ The Cheese Man
A/N: I couldn’t resist writing this little drabble, the Cheese Man was involved. And he’s awesome, XD
x-xThe Stranger in the Mirror
All elves knew about Galadriel’s mirror, an object that shows to the one looking at it images of the past, present and future, helping that person to leave the crossroads of his thoughts and take a new path with a clearer mind. Or at least that’s what happens most of the time.
Right now, Galadriel, the Lady of Light, was observing her mirror with a thoughtful face, trying to understand the vision she had just seen in it. If you asked her, it was a vision that lacked any sense, even if it made her feel restless.
There had been a bald man dressed in strange clothes. On his head and shoulders, there were slices of cheese, like they were some sort of decoration. What disturbed her of this vision was the serious look that the stranger had directed at her. However, she couldn’t understand the meaning of the words that the man had pronounced:
“I don’t wear the cheese, it wears me.”