IC Inbox: Hadriel

[bythewaves]

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

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/arthritis is sucking 8(

[handofsilver]

"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!"

nuuuu /hugs

[bythewaves]

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

/snugs

[handofsilver]

"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?"

<3 <3

[bythewaves]

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

<3333

[handofsilver]

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

/purrrr

[bythewaves]

"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..."

[handofsilver]

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."

[bythewaves]

"Dear Tyelpe."

Maglor murmurs softly.

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