[ Older than North, Older than Jack. Who knows, with Bunny, and he never had a chance to find out if he was older or younger than Tooth. Younger than Pitch and Sandy, of course. His eyes crinkle with fond amusement. ]
Aye, give or take a few centuries. Tis hard to keep track, I fear.
Tis not so much that I do not age, but Elves are bound to Arda, to exist as long as it endures, and so I age, if you will, with the world - tis more a wear on mind than body. E'en if we are slain our fea - you would say, our spirit, our soul - does not leave, but only goes to the Halls of Waiting in the Uttermost West, there to rest and heal and perhaps in time to receive again a body and return to life.
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Date: 2014-04-10 01:53 am (UTC)Aye, give or take a few centuries. Tis hard to keep track, I fear.
Tis not so much that I do not age, but Elves are bound to Arda, to exist as long as it endures, and so I age, if you will, with the world - tis more a wear on mind than body. E'en if we are slain our fea - you would say, our spirit, our soul - does not leave, but only goes to the Halls of Waiting in the Uttermost West, there to rest and heal and perhaps in time to receive again a body and return to life.