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IC Inbox: Hadriel

I fear that I cannot answer, but I will endeavour to do so later, if I can.

"There are still some flames. Elrond lives and he has children." he rests his cheek against Maglor's hair, "Do not keep yourself from them, please?"

"I am unsafe." He murmurs, automatically starting to hum to him.

"I do not wish to taint them."

"There is no taint but the one you impose on yourself." he closes his eyes, calmed, "You are a good person. You have learned from your mistakes."

"Is there not?" Music ripples through his words, or under them, perhaps, a river running softly, soothingly.

"Alqualonde. Losgar. Doriath. Sirion." He names them, and the song grieves with him. "Kinsblood on my hands, Tyelpe."

"All in the past; all said and done." he cannot produce a song, but his is a voice of gentle command, "These hands here? These very hands that saw to my bruises and scrapes as a child? You are not giving them credit for the beauty they have created!"

"What little beauty they created is drowned in blood. Maybe that's why people leave me."

"They leave, yes." he winces at his own guilt in this, "But they come back too. If you were truly horrible, why would they return?"

"Only here." Maglor sighs softly. "And maybe I am still dreaming."

He pinches Maglor's side. "Do you feel that? I am no dream." and to prove that point, he embraces his uncle tighter.

"Ow!"

Maglor blinks and then laughs softly, brokenly, and hugs him back.

"I suppose not. It's just... I was so happy and then this happened..."

He grins unapologetically and rests their heads together.

"This is just a bump in the road. We will climb over it together. Uncle Maedhros will join us when he is ready."

"Dear Tyelpe."

Maglor murmurs softly.

"I will try and cling to that. It is just... so hard."

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IC Inbox: Hadriel

/woke up early XD

lol XD

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/pets

/arthritis is sucking 8(

nuuuu /hugs

/snugs

<3 <3

<3333

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