[ unseelie..? the name drifts through him, familiar in some way, even as he struggles to comprehend what his brother is saying. travel by moonlight..?
the mere mention of orcs is like ice water to his face, though, and he can't help the trembling gasp. his control is nowhere to be found. he can't hide, his usual masks all dashed, splintered to nothing. if there are orcs here-- (rough voices, rough hands against his skin, crude blades parting flesh from bone)--then does that mean..
no. no, no, no, no, surely not, there's no way, it's not possible--
vaguely, he's aware that he's struggling to draw a full breath, vision black at the edges. control, he needs control.
he thrusts the locket from him to try to hide his reaction, to muffle the sound of his panicked breathing. ]
How-- [ control, maedhros. ] How have we come to be here?
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the mere mention of orcs is like ice water to his face, though, and he can't help the trembling gasp. his control is nowhere to be found. he can't hide, his usual masks all dashed, splintered to nothing. if there are orcs here-- (rough voices, rough hands against his skin, crude blades parting flesh from bone)--then does that mean..
no. no, no, no, no, surely not, there's no way, it's not possible--
vaguely, he's aware that he's struggling to draw a full breath, vision black at the edges. control, he needs control.
he thrusts the locket from him to try to hide his reaction, to muffle the sound of his panicked breathing. ]
How-- [ control, maedhros. ] How have we come to be here?