![]() ![]() It looked like the star itself “had come down to rest upon her hand.” And then Frodo understood. The rays of the Evening Star (aka Eärendil, aka Venus) shown down up her like a giant spot light, glancing off the ring on her finger. When we last left Frodo, he had just finished up with his Galadriel-planted vision, she telling him that Sauron, the Eye, “gropes ever to see me and my thought.” She then got incredibly theatrical: “She lifted up her white arms, and spread out her hands towards the East in a gesture of rejection and denial.” At the very latest it’ll be addressed before the Fellowship leaves Lothlórien, right? Last week, we took a long look at the Mirror of Galadriel, asking, more or less, just what the hell she was thinking? It’s a good question, really, and one that I’m sure will be answered by the time Sam and Frodo leave the hillside of Caras Galadhon.
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