It is. That is what makes estel special - for it is the light that burns in defiance of the dark. It is not optimism, or cheerfulness. Estel is endurance.
[ A soft, mournful noise ] Ah Vanyel, brave-heart. It was a great tale, one made the more lovely for its grief. Stefen is a good writer, and your skill is impressive, to take a tune you did not know and do as well as you did.
I do not know how he does it. We believe he has a mixture of Empathy, Healing and, of course, all the Bardic Gifts. It is a rare mix and he is the first of his kind.
The Gifts that show up in Haven are usually signs of what is needed. For example, if a war is on the horizon, there will be those with more tactical Gifts and fire power.
In Stefen's case, King Randale needed him dearly. He could sing his pain away so he could see to his duties.
I am glad that it is so. If ever he does come here, I would suggest that one with such talent speaks to the Lady Galadriel and her brother, Lord Finrod - both of them are skilled with Songs of Power, and the Lady is a healer of some renown. Who knows but that he might be able to learn something that might aid your King.
I fear he could use some healing himself. Of the heart, at least. I couldn't leave him in a better way. [He accepts that guilt. Stefen knows his duties come first.]
To lose one dear to you is... always very difficult. [ He is grateful Vanyel cannot see the pain that wracks across his face at that, grateful that years of control means his voice does not shake, that no pain bleeds through the recording ]
To see you again, I think, will be healing enough.
[ But it is not for you? Celegorm leans against his shoulder
Forgive me for my earlier assumption, Lord Maglor. I assumed because of your incredible longevity, grief and loss might be...distant from you. That clearly isn't the case.
[He wonders how Maglor does it. He marvels over the strength it takes to simply live.]
I will care for him as he deserves. He did not see the best of me in those last years.
[ a soft understanding chuff ] I suppose we might seem that way. Distant and remote. But no offence was meant, and none is taken. If we seem so, it is only because pain... is a knife that never fades, for my people. We distance ourselves... we have to. For if we do not it would slay us as surely as if you used a blade in truth. In that regard, Men have always been stronger than we.
Sorrow can kill Men too. [There are scars on his wrists that speak all too clearly.] We can reach the point where we don't want to live too. I think we are more alike than you think.
They call you our younger kindred. [ Maglor acknowledges ] And tis true, we are closer akin to each other than to others. But Men burn brighter and fiercer than we, I think, and you bear hurts that would have slain us.
That is what we all think, aye - that your fire burns hot and fast, and is the more passionate for it.
As for our creator, the Valar name him Eru, the One, and we, Elves, Men, Dwarves and Hobbits, are the Eruhini, the Children of the One, for we alone they had no part in shaping, and our fates they cannot clearly see, excepting the Doomsman. But Eru is their creator too, the One who stands Alone, before and after all else.
Your Eru reminds me of the Shin'a'in deities. They believe in a Goddess and God. The Goddess has four aspects: the Maiden, the Crone, the Mother and the Warrior. The God has four aspects too: the Rover, the Guardian, the Hunter and the Guide.
They have. He dwells in the Timeless Halls, beyond the Walls of the World, and from thence they came, descending into Arda for love of our world. It is said that perhaps Men go there, after their deaths, but we do not know, for our fates are sundered.
Not quite - we can be slain, just like any other. But our fear, our souls, are bound to the world, and so we pass not beyond it but only to the Halls of Waiting, and there to heal, and one day be reborn. But where Men go when they die no one knows.
I have heard some who say that, but if Men return they do not do so in the same form as they did before - for us, Rebirth is quite literally that. You walk from the Halls in the body that you died in, albeit healed of its hurts. If Men are indeed reborn... I do not know if all or only some. I know that Luthien chose mortality, she who was the fairest of all the Eruhin to ever live, and that she and her husband passed beyond the walls never to return, but if others might... I do not know.
That is a notable difference. Lendel was returned to me as Stefen and they... Do not look at all alike. But the spirit is the same - as is the Lifebond.
[Something he didn't realize until right before his death.]
This Luthien wished to be with her husband so much that she sacrificed her immortality and her chance to be reborn? I pray they are happy together.
Then perhaps it is so even in our world as well, but if it is so, who would have any way of knowing?
Luthien, Luthien! Theirs is a tale of a love greater than any our world has known. And I think they are - they only needed each other, to be happy I think.
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Date: 2015-04-28 05:59 am (UTC)[ A soft, mournful noise ] Ah Vanyel, brave-heart. It was a great tale, one made the more lovely for its grief. Stefen is a good writer, and your skill is impressive, to take a tune you did not know and do as well as you did.
[Voice]
Date: 2015-04-28 06:07 am (UTC)I spent many hours listening to him create music to accompany his lyrics. I know his hand even if...
This was written after my death.
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Date: 2015-04-28 06:21 am (UTC)[ An understanding noise, remembering how he had first met Vanyel ]</small Written by one who misses you dearly and knew you well.
[Voice]
Date: 2015-04-28 06:24 am (UTC)I miss him dearly, but we will be reunited again. Should he arrive here, I will gladly introduce you.
[Voice]
Date: 2015-04-28 06:38 am (UTC)I would be honored, Vanyel.
[Voice]
Date: 2015-04-28 06:44 am (UTC)He is a Bard worthy of your time. He can sing pain away.
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Date: 2015-04-28 07:34 am (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2015-04-28 07:41 am (UTC)The Gifts that show up in Haven are usually signs of what is needed. For example, if a war is on the horizon, there will be those with more tactical Gifts and fire power.
In Stefen's case, King Randale needed him dearly. He could sing his pain away so he could see to his duties.
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Date: 2015-04-28 01:36 pm (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2015-04-28 11:23 pm (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2015-04-29 02:17 am (UTC)To see you again, I think, will be healing enough.
[ But it is not for you? Celegorm leans against his shoulder
It is too late, for us growls Caranthir lowly
And Nyelo is too young agrees Curufin ]
[Voice]
Date: 2015-04-29 02:21 am (UTC)[He wonders how Maglor does it. He marvels over the strength it takes to simply live.]
I will care for him as he deserves. He did not see the best of me in those last years.
[Voice]
Date: 2015-04-29 05:22 am (UTC)And I am sure you would, and will.
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Date: 2015-04-29 05:28 am (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2015-04-29 06:12 am (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2015-04-29 06:27 am (UTC)Perhaps we burn brighter because we live such short lives?
[Voice]
Date: 2015-04-29 08:11 am (UTC)As for our creator, the Valar name him Eru, the One, and we, Elves, Men, Dwarves and Hobbits, are the Eruhini, the Children of the One, for we alone they had no part in shaping, and our fates they cannot clearly see, excepting the Doomsman. But Eru is their creator too, the One who stands Alone, before and after all else.
[Voice]
Date: 2015-04-29 08:45 am (UTC)[He pauses.]
Have the Valar ever laid eyes on Eru?
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Date: 2015-04-29 09:29 am (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2015-04-29 09:38 am (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2015-04-29 10:10 am (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2015-04-29 10:14 am (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2015-04-29 10:24 am (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2015-04-29 10:30 am (UTC)[Something he didn't realize until right before his death.]
This Luthien wished to be with her husband so much that she sacrificed her immortality and her chance to be reborn? I pray they are happy together.
[Voice]
Date: 2015-04-29 10:53 am (UTC)Luthien, Luthien! Theirs is a tale of a love greater than any our world has known. And I think they are - they only needed each other, to be happy I think.
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