Voice, Open

[bythewaves]

[ Grief, as deep as the sea, as endless as the sky. Pain, like sheeting ice, in the voice that speaks... and for those with ears to hear, a tiny, quiet envy and relief. ]

For those who knew them, the list of those freed from this world now includes the Lady Galadriel and her husband, the Lord Celeborn, their daughter, the Lady Celebrian, the Lady Idril, and Maedhros my brother. Also, the Lady Sif, who counted us as family in lieu of those left in her own world.

Their things are with me, but they left no letters behind.

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[digophelia]

I'm sorry, Mr. Maglor. Should you need anything... please let me know.

[bythewaves]

There is nothing that can be done, Alice. [ So, so very tired ]

Be well, little butterfly.

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[muscovy]

You will visit him, yes?

[He's trying to hold on to Maglor himself, literally, but there is only so much that he can do - he's never been good at making people not leave him. He's not strong enough to be good at that yet. But Maglor will not only leave him, he'll leave leave, and then he can't even get him back when he's stronger. So maybe others will be better at keeping him around. And physical presence seems to show better results than words from what he has observed.]

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[chromosomes]

... Shit.

[ Just. Shit. ]

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[bythewaves]

My apologies, I ... am sorry I... never had the chance to maybe one day call you brother.

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[sculptor_of_aman]

[His mother says nothing at this time, but... well, he knows that look. That was the look she had the last time she saw him in Valinor.]

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[bythewaves]

Amil can I ... I need you, Amil. [ Can I come, are you busy ]

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[gordianknots]

I am so sorry for your losses.

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[bythewaves]

Thank you. Will you... I need some time... I cannot... face anyone right now.

[survivra]

And Po.

[ she's visibly upset and the addition probably doesn't help anything, but they were friends. maglor ought to know. ]

[bythewaves]

[ He draws a long hissing breath and his voice is choked with tears ]

I... I am sorry Katsa. I... will you be well?

[bird_brain]

Maglor... [A pause; there's a soft rustling of feathers before Aubri speaks again.] What do you need?

[bythewaves]

Aubri... I... [ A soft hitching noise as he fights to control himself ]

Time. I think. I ... I will... go and speak to ... to Amil. She... must hurt so badly right now.

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[stillhope]

[She's been so caught up in assisting with the elves that she'd lost touch with her family - a curse of being so spread out. Her breath catches in her throat as she attempts to respond, the sting of tears hot on her cheeks.

They're gone.

It hits hard and it hurts. She'd already gone through this the first time her mother sailed and while the thought had occurred to her that one day they might be parted... She didn't think it would be so soon.

And that's when she feels herself start to crumble into small pieces, strength gone as the locket falls to the ground.]

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[bythewaves]

[ Arwen he had forgotten. Yes. Elrond's daughter. He pulls himself from his mother's side with a plea for forgiveness and stumbles through shadows until he finds her ]

Arwen, silme, oh I am sorry.

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[wallhanging]

[ Han really only catches a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, but the voice reminds him of the fact that Leia is long since gone. He wakes Sketto from where she has curled up for a nap after a nice little high on glitterstim and sends her to Maglor with strict instructions for lots of cuddling. ]

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[bythewaves]

[ She will find him curled at his mother's feet, or around Arwen, or if she is slower still, in a tight miserable huddle in his brother's room ]

Sketto. [ His voice is rough with tears ] Oh little one. I... Celebrian's ainsel - she grieves. Please... I cannot... look after her for me.

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[parallels]

Are you...

Do you need anything?

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[bythewaves]

Clara... I... I do not know.

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[gloinul]

[...Oh.]

You have my condolences, Lord Maglor.

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[bythewaves]

Thank you, Lord Gimli. And there is no need for titles between us, Elf-friend. I... know how highly my cousin regarded you, and... I am glad that regard was returned. My condolences to you also.

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[walkingarsenal]

[Freed... The sound of Maglor's voice seems to seep into his very bones; he is reminded of the song the elf sang when Thorin vanished from the Drabwurld.

Most of those names are known to Fíli, and Celebrían in particular had become a good friend, but his thoughts drift back to Maedhros my brother and linger there.]

Master Maglor? [A pause.] If there is anything that we can do for you, you know where to find us.

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[bythewaves]

Fili... [ Soft and quiet ] Thank you. Yes... I ... do not think I can... face anyone yet but... where are you and your kin? I... will come and find you later.

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[winterwork]

[Mae's gone. He won't say it out loud. There's no point in repeating it. Especially when that's not the only person Maglor's lost. Jack bites his lip, not knowing how to respond to that.]

You're still not alone, Mag.

[It's not enough, but it's still important to know.]

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[bythewaves]

No. [ Hoarse and fighting for his legendary control ]

Amil... amil needs me. Arwen needs me. I ... will try and stay, Jack.

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[lusiphur]

[Lusiphur is absolutely not equipped to deal with this sort of situation, but Maglor is the first friend he made here... and he was mourning the loss of a brother then, too.

Crow, this sucks. He can't think of what to say that will make any difference. There's an audible pause in the transmission he sends, followed by: ] ....I'll buy you a drink when you're up for it.

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[bythewaves]

[ A soft, choked sound that might almost be a laugh ]

Thank you Lusiphur. I think... I will need it.

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[muscovy]

[Muscovy will find Maglor after seeing this post and hug him. Depending on if he is sitting or standing, he'll climb into his lap and hug him comfortably, or he'll just wrap his arms around his legs, but this is a thing that is happening.

He's not planning on letting go anytime soon.]

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[bythewaves]

[ Maglor sits in Maedhros' empty room, curled into a miserable ball. Already, the progress gained while his brother was here is washed away, and his hands are looking slightly translucent. When Muscovy finds him and climbs into his lap he wraps his arms around the Nation and weeps ]

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[rangerandking]

{This is a grief that cuts deep - for him too - yet his heart seeks to comfort the Elves most of all.}

For such a large gathering to leave, they must have done so together. {He is pale, pressing his lips together.} I grieve that your burdens have been added to, mellon.

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[bythewaves]

I hope... they all reach safety. Arwen... needs you.

[selfimage]

[ this catches him a little off guard. he listens to it once, twice, and then three times. yes, that was definitely "Lady Sif," and while she could have been a different Lady Sif, he feels compelled to ask all the same. ]

Lady Sif of Asgard?

[ he's trying not to sound surprised, but it doesn't work. ]

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor tips his head in a bow, tidying his emotions away behind a blank mask before a stranger ]

Yes, that was her. Did you know her sir? I am sorry - she has been in enchanted sleep for some weeks now, and today she was gone entire.

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[arla]

[ Oh. That's... ]

My condolences for your loss, my lord, but-- 'Freed from this world?' What do you mean?

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[bythewaves]

Thank you. As for that, is not this world a trap, a cage for us? A gilded one, tis true, but a cage is still a cage. They are gone from this world - home, I hope, and freed from the chains of this one.

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[notavirtue]

That is an unusually high number.

[Normally people went here or there, not all at once.]

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[bythewaves]

Yes, it is rather. Hello Javik.

[ All the hard won progress is gone, and Javik will recognise the paleness, the way his Light burns restless beneath his skin ]

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[gandere]

There is nothing I can say that others haven't, but know that if you need anything at all... I can help. Restore their belongings for safe keeping, forge the shards they left behind into a memento...

[ It's the least she can do for one who helped her before. ]

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[bythewaves]

Thank you Lady Rin. If... I could bother you to... find a use for their shards?