Maglor Makalaure Canafinwe Feanorion (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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eachdraidh2014-06-09 04:29 pm
bythewaves) wrote in eachdraidh2014-06-09 04:29 pm
Accidental Video, unlocked to both courts, sometime during the event
[ The video flicks on to a song, soft and sweet and sad. The voice is familiar, it has been heard, in similar circumstances, before - the singer is also probably easily recognizable, and it is fairly obvious that the singer once again does not know that he is being recorded (this is something of a trend) There is a fearie who chitters at the screen before zipping off again ]
Hush now dear ones,
Rest your eyes
None will bring you harm
Sleep my sweet ones
Fear no noise
For I will keep you warm
[ It is a lullaby - an old one, sweet and gentle, but sung oh, so sadly. He wrote this, long ago for the youngest of his brothers, to keep them calm and help them sleep. He rewrote it, years and years later, when there was only one twin left, and sung it as a dirge. He rewrote it one final time, for twin peredhil boys, who he had stolen all joy from. He sings all three versions now, in a soft round, looping back on themselves - quiet peace, grief, and apology, all twining together to make something that says, as clearly as if he spoke the words:
I miss those days, when we were happy, for there is only sorrow now
Maglor is outside the station and he keeps his voice low, so as not to disturb those inside who might not want to hear one of the Feanorionnath. He does not look well (he will not fade, he promised, but he is so very close), but a bit calmer, perhaps (killing imps is good stress relief). He also has an audience which he does not appear to notice - namely, the faerie who turned on the locket (perhaps it was one of the Ainsel, before) ]
Hush now dear ones,
Rest your eyes
None will bring you harm
Sleep my sweet ones
Fear no noise
For I will keep you warm
[ It is a lullaby - an old one, sweet and gentle, but sung oh, so sadly. He wrote this, long ago for the youngest of his brothers, to keep them calm and help them sleep. He rewrote it, years and years later, when there was only one twin left, and sung it as a dirge. He rewrote it one final time, for twin peredhil boys, who he had stolen all joy from. He sings all three versions now, in a soft round, looping back on themselves - quiet peace, grief, and apology, all twining together to make something that says, as clearly as if he spoke the words:
I miss those days, when we were happy, for there is only sorrow now
Maglor is outside the station and he keeps his voice low, so as not to disturb those inside who might not want to hear one of the Feanorionnath. He does not look well (he will not fade, he promised, but he is so very close), but a bit calmer, perhaps (killing imps is good stress relief). He also has an audience which he does not appear to notice - namely, the faerie who turned on the locket (perhaps it was one of the Ainsel, before) ]
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I am the elder, little niece - and I have seen what he can become. I had hoped... I should not have trusted him alone. And now the Woodland Prince's blood is on our hands as well.
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Consider my words, uncle. If I were to do something contemptible and my mother took blame of it on herself, what might you say?
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[ He falters, unable to process "if I were to do something contemptible" with "Celebrian" let alone the second part of the statement ]
I... I would say that she... she was exercising her right as your mother to protect you, but that you had to learn from your mistakes?
[ he probably didn't mean for that to come out like a question ]
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she could totally be fearsome grrr]You do not sound so sure now.
How could she protect me from the things I might have done? Especially if I needed to learn from my mistakes?
She would have no control of my actions. It would involve her only in the fact that I am her daughter, nothing more.
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yeaaaaaah no][ He shakes his head a little ] As your elder kinsman, she would have the right to take your place to spare you, and as your mother, she might well wish to do so.
It is true she would have no control, but influence, yes - I could have stopped him Celebrian. I should have stopped him.
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rude]No. And by that logic, you are no longer Celegorm's eldest kinsman. You and he each have your own lives, you make your own decisions and live with them how you do. Your life has been hard enough with the things that you have done, has it not?
Would you really take on your brothers misdeeds as well? Trying to do so does nothing for him. He will not learn anything and it will not stop him from doing so again.
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Truf]But I was when it happened, Celebrian - Father is only just arrived and... he does not understand. [ He did not see, what his Oath drove us to ]
I must try to protect him little niece - I have already failed him once.
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Maglor. [Not 'uncle' this time.] You did not know, you have no control over the things he does. You cannot take responsibility for that.
[What does it take for him to understand that?]
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I... it is our history repeating, all over again. [ quiet and despairing ] The same pattern. The same choices.
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These are choices. Choices that you and Celegorm are making since coming here. There is nothing you can do if he continues to act as he has. Nothing but continue to make yourself miserable.
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I do not know. I do not know [ he drops his head to his hands and trembles ] But I have to do something.
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Uncle... [She wishes she were there suddenly. That she could embrace him and comfort him. Celebrian speaks very softly now.] You might start by not taking responsibility for him. He is your brother but that does not mean his actions are yours. Just as mine are not my mothers.
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And if the Elvenking demands his head? What then? [ quiet and desperate, and so so lost (and dangerous, too, for they were this desperate at Sirion, and again in Beleriand at the camp of the Valar) ]
I cannot see the way forwards.
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There is a way. Even if you cannot see it now.
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I am sorry little niece. I should not burden you with our griefs.
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You should. You are family and I love you. I wish only that I could ease them.
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[ a sad, tired smile ]
There is no rest for the Feanorionnath, it seems. Not there, not here. Even my attempt to rest only brought more suffering.
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Your attempt and desire for rest has done nothing. none of this is your fault.
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But I upset all of you... Elrond, perhaps most of all.
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