Ethan stood still for a moment, eyes closed, just listening.
Arwen's voice was truly divine.
He didn't understand a word of that language, but he didn't need to. Every note that left her lips seemed to untie a knot in his chest, making his heart beat slower, calmer.
High above, among the branches of the Tree of Life, the little Porcelain Serpent of Life peered out, its smooth white face poking through the leaves.
Unlike ordinary Serpents, its hearing and sight were much closer to a human's.
Because of this, it too could appreciate the beautiful melody flowing from the High Elf's lips, its small head swaying slowly from side to side, following the rhythm.
Arwen sang for a few more seconds, the final note lingering in the air until it gradually faded away.
Only then did her beautiful green eyes open.
