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{Boons are a thing of wonder. Aragorn is enjoying his first taste of magic, his grey eyes unfocused as he concentrates on the deep thrum of a spell activating. His body morphs seamlessly, which, understandably, causes him to inhale sharply.

But then it's done. He now looks through the eyes of a Sciathán Lion. Shaking his pale mane and stretching his feathered wings, he stands and lifts his chin to catch the scent of leaves, soil, living things on the air. Pale eyes aglow, he almost seems to smile.

This is a gift he will put to good use. His head dips and he slips the locket over his ears until it settles against his furry chest. There it stays as his feet pound against the ground, knocking up dirt and debris. Once he has sufficient speed, he opens his wings and lets the air catch against his feathers.

He has watched the Eagles fly - birds beyond counting too - yet nothing prepares him for the sensation of pure free flight. His feet still move, almost as if he is racing over the open air, and he roars his approval.

Back on the ground, there is a whinny of disapproval. A certain Unicorn is giving his master a skeptical look, head tilted to one side.

When will Men learn not to play with magic like it's a toy?

Aragorn makes one round in the sky, letting his wings become accustomed to flight before he lands quite near the Unicorn. Ehtyarion shakes his mane and paws at the dirt with his hoof. With an amused glimmer in his eyes, Aragorn nudges his friend gently and encourages him to follow him.

No one will be eaten today. Or any other day for that matter. He is not that sort of beast.}

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[ A soft fond chuff ]

So stubborn. I do not think I can. Aragorn.

I have far more hope in you. Would you not encourage me to find happiness again if I were sad?

I would, but you are not me, Elrondion. No Doom hangs over you.

And what if I succumbed to the Ring, used it for my own, let my selfish desires fester...

Would you hate me? Would you call me hopeless?

But you did not. And in that you proved stronger than I at your test, Aragorn, for I did not hesitate that day long ago, nor any of the times after. And e'en if you had, the Ring, Master Bilbo told me, has a mind of its own. How could you hope to fight one of the Maia?

You would forgive me for my weakness and understand that the Ring would always hold sway over me. {There is immense kindness in that.} How can I not give you the same support? The same response? I see much good in you.

All you see are echoes of the ellon who died on the sands of Alqualonde, Aragorn.

Then I will chase that echo and not regret a moment of it!

So very, very stubborn. [ Just like him agrees Maedhros softly and Maglor wants to scream ]

Better that you find others uses for your time, Elrondion, than on on of the Kinslayers.

I have ever been so. {Look at that stubborn baby face.}

I choose how to spend my time. Elves will always be loved by me.

[ a flinch as he looks away ]

Your heart is too wide open. We are not all of us alike.

Each of you is like a star. Some of you flare harshly whilst others of you are like precious gems that deserve protection. I think you are a mixture of both.

If I am a star my light failed a long time ago, and I am only one Fallen, now.

Even fallen stars have one moment of brilliant light.

And that was a long, long time ago.

Yet echoes of it span across time and across the worlds.

Do they? I cannot see it, Aragorn.

I can see it in the effect you have on others.

[ A quiet bitter smile ]

Then you see more than I can, for all I see is blood and ashes.

Blood and ashes exist wherever you go, but you have done good. Think what you will about rescuing Elrond and Elros...

Much joy came from their lives.

We should never had had to raise them at all! If not for our Oath... [ He shakes his head ]

I am glad. That they grew well and left legacies that endured. But that love is selfish, for they were never mine to love at all.

You loved them. Was that an easy task? One that came to you naturally? A heart that has truly lost its way in the darkness cannot comprehend love such as a parent would selflessly hold for a child.

I loved them. [ Maglor nods ]

Who were never mine to love. I loved them because they reminded me of the Ambarussa, because they were a flail against my conscience for the lost sons of Dior, their uncles. I loved them in place of all those I had killed. And it was a terrible terrible thing, for they loved me in return, who they should have hated.

{Feel the melty goodness of a proud father holding his baby!}

Hate would have been like a sickness in them. It would have done them no good and it cannot raise the dead. {They had to move beyond what had happened whether they were equipped to do so or not.} What made you pause in killing when you saw them?

[ FINE HAVE FEANORION FEELS THEN ]

Perhaps, but it would have been right.

[ he shrugs a little ]

I... do not know. Perhaps they reminded us of Ambarussa. Perhaps Maedhros mourned Dior's twins.

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LINKING BABY ARAGORN PICTURES IS CHEATING

I don't play fair. Omg am I an Unseelie secretly?

apparently

it's all coming into focus now.

lol I am glad to be of assistance. Here have an icon of Mags and bitty elflings

ahhh Mags why you do this?

because REVENGE or something have another one

/down for the count

REVENGE

sonotfair.

you used baby aragorn on me man THAT is unfair

yep well that's life and those chubby baby cheeks of his are real.

/pokes them

Welp you asked for it.

NOOOOOOO