It was what it was [ a shrug and a flash of some old undefinable emotion in grey eyes, there and gone again ] - we learnt to manage without, in the end. I grieve that so many things were lost. I did not learn much of the original Silvan tongue, I fear, only a word or two here and there - the Avari I knew spoke mostly Sindarin - but Quenya, if you want to learn I can teach. [ cheering up a little to speak of language ]
Ah, but tis the beauty of a word that you remember, after all! And I would be a poor bard indeed to not know the names of the places and people of whom I tell. The king raised you well, I think - you need have no shame in your parentage, either fostered or otherwise. [ More than Elrond and Elros could say murmurs Maedhros But they love you still, Elrond said point out the Ambarussa Love is not shame says Curufin sadly ]
That they were. [ a wistful smile ] Too well, perhaps - their love is rightly famous, but their fights were also.
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Ah, but tis the beauty of a word that you remember, after all! And I would be a poor bard indeed to not know the names of the places and people of whom I tell. The king raised you well, I think - you need have no shame in your parentage, either fostered or otherwise. [ More than Elrond and Elros could say murmurs Maedhros But they love you still, Elrond said point out the Ambarussa Love is not shame says Curufin sadly ]
That they were. [ a wistful smile ] Too well, perhaps - their love is rightly famous, but their fights were also.