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She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;.
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    “It made him wise, but it also made him foolish. I do not take kindly to Odin nor would I recommend that anyone have the unfortunate task of being in his company,” he admitted with a grim expression on his face. “The wisdom he sought was very specific. It was not the kind one gets after a war or after seeing death. This was the kind that would give him power, Granted, he did teach many of the wisdom he held, such as the runic language, and after drinking from the well he gave the people the talent of poetry, among other things. The wisdom he has did not come from the hardships of a life that many must live. War and quests and adventures can change an individual in more ways than one and hanging oneself from a tree for nine days and nights, a spear in their abdomen, will never enable a person to truly understand the wisdom bestowed upon one who has seen the world.

    “That is why I travel. Odin can have his wisdom of seiðr and the magic of runes and of poetry, but I wish to have the wisdom of the world.”

      <sub>Slowly emerald optics returned to his form, neither understanding the names he spoke of or the place this originated from. But she understood what he meant, and from the third party vision she had, she concluded on agreeing with him. For a moment to, she wished to place her hand on top of his own; no one would notice and it was a naive gesture: a connection. Instead her hands settled by her sides.
She could not speak to him of wisdom, she had seen nothing of the world; blood, sweat, rage: war, darkness and strife and thus she was limited on words. Always on repeat, never on play. But she wished to see all of the world- someday, when duties no longer restrained her, when death no longer claimed her kin and lands. When war was finally wrought once more and maybe, if she survived, she could travel far and wide and gain what wisdom of the world she could. But that was a fool’s notion, she was captain of the guard, casualties amongst them were high and expected. If she made it past the millennia’s turn, she’d be lucky.

      “I truly wish you find it,” she commented softly, a certain sadness in smile that was both genuine in thoughtful wishes and sorrowed by restraints. “You aren’t in the right place to find wisdom here, Lorien- the golden woods, or Imladris, the last homely house. The elves there possess peace, power and the luxury of free time and knowledge. Since the first sun and until the second song they shall be there.”</sub>