Too beautiful for words. Not many people can write Melian so convincingly; her emotions really come through, and yet she's still, well, a Maia. Wow.

i love the vivid description. your writing is always so good. i like "and wrought the very airs to burnished gold with their voices" and "Long I walked, beneath the starlight, clean and clear and bright as the touch of snow on a meadow in morning. But a frost was upon me, although I knew it not." keep writing!

*sniffles*
You always have such a wonderful way of writing Melian, both otherworldly and filled with strong emotions.
And the words flow beautifully, as always.

You know I love this. But I thought I'd say it again. ;)