Cirdan squeezes the shoulder before letting go, understanding flickering in pale silvery-blue eyes.
"It seems to me there is enough trouble here, there is no need to go looking for more." And attempting to keep a Silmaril from a Feanorion is just screaming for trouble.
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Cirdan squeezes the shoulder before letting go, understanding flickering in pale silvery-blue eyes.
"It seems to me there is enough trouble here, there is no need to go looking for more." And attempting to keep a Silmaril from a Feanorion is just screaming for trouble.