"Gold and silver are good lights," Glorfindel said with a smile at him. "Like the sun and the moon. You need both for balance."
"He never changed his appearance once in Middle Earth. He often complained about the limitations of the body he'd chosen, especially when he would return from visiting Bilbo and banging his head on the ceilings there." Glorfindel laughed. "He said it was a pain that lingered."
Glorfindel has faith in his friend, have no fear.
"Ah." He took a closer look at the gash. "Let's start by getting that cleaned up, shall we?" He quickly went and got a couple of washcloths and a towel and gently dabbed away the blood, so he could see the wound better. He made sure that his glow was suffused throughout the cabin, so that Curufin was protected from the pain. It was a trick he and Elrond had developed that was most effective on elves, less so on humans, and hardly worked at all on dwarves.
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"He never changed his appearance once in Middle Earth. He often complained about the limitations of the body he'd chosen, especially when he would return from visiting Bilbo and banging his head on the ceilings there." Glorfindel laughed. "He said it was a pain that lingered."
Glorfindel has faith in his friend, have no fear.
"Ah." He took a closer look at the gash. "Let's start by getting that cleaned up, shall we?" He quickly went and got a couple of washcloths and a towel and gently dabbed away the blood, so he could see the wound better. He made sure that his glow was suffused throughout the cabin, so that Curufin was protected from the pain. It was a trick he and Elrond had developed that was most effective on elves, less so on humans, and hardly worked at all on dwarves.