[Video / Open to Both Courts]

[vanyel_ashkevron]

[A scream begins this video, but all that follows is the sound of covers being shifted and someone walking, unsteadily, closer to the locket. Vanyel's face comes into view, his features washed out against his black hair.]

I must have... [His voice is hoarse, nearly cracking.] I am Gifted with Foresight. It has been...unreliable...since my arrival. Yet...

I fear what I see when I close my eyes. I fear what the fairies and imps say to us.

What becomes of this world may not matter, but what of our worlds?

[A shiver skates down his back and he clenches his teeth.]

Their magic could be interfering with my own. I pray that is the case. Otherwise...

[He glances over his shoulder before closing his eyes, pained.]

We deserve to see the future.

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Van with his slowly turning white hair...

[vanyel_ashkevron]

My Aunt saw to my tutoring and, thanks to her, I met my first love. He and I had to hide our relationship because same sex partners weren't openly accepted. We pretended to be enemies by staging fights.

[Fun fights. He smiles sadly at the memories.]

I recall one particular fight in the rain and mud...

[His chuckle doesn't last long but it speaks volumes. The fact that he can laugh and remember Tylendel without falling apart is an amazing step.]

The queen is no concern of mine. We could meet somewhere in between. The meeting wouldn't be long.

nooooooooooo ;A;

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor smiles wryly and then pulls himself up and his whole demeanor changes, the words snapping out with crisp perfection, an utterly faithful mimicry of his father ]

`No prince of the Noldor is to disgrace his family by brawling in public, do I make myself clear? You are Feanorionnath, and I will not have you disgrace me in front of my father and half - brothers.` [ relaxing back to himself Maglor shrugs ]

I had to find more politic ways of expressing displeasure in public! Elemirrie and I would savage each other's compositions, but fist-fights were reserved for at home and family. [ Not that it ever truly stopped Celegorm or Caranthir from throwing punches points out Curufin ]

I...if you truly wish to try, Vanyel, II will not gainsay you - but I warn you that I do not think this hurt is anything that might be healed. Can you come to the station? I can be there easily enough, if you truly wish to try.