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hydrates) wrote in bakerstreet2016-10-30 10:00 pm
Speak your love language
 When it comes to the way affection is shown, everyone has a different way they go about it. That means that there's a pretty good chance, with regards to couples, you could end up with two people who have two varying approaches towards how they prove they care...sometimes radically varying, which can lead to more than a little confusion or hurt feelings if there's not proper communication. But when both people are on the same page, they can tell each other how they feel with few words. ☄ Comment with your character, info, prefs, and how your character will likely show affection. |
Warning, long post! Too much caffeine. XD
And now, he made it up as he went, again. His heart was unfrozen and his emotions were alive again, and he, too, was overwhelmed with love for this son whom he had abandoned in his madness and now retrieved. ]
You never did anything but your best. I remember that about you, so clearly! -- that was your nature.
I know who has the Ring of Air: Elrond. He did not speak of it, but such a thing cannot be hidden from one who was born in Valinor and has not only the skill of making such things, but the Sight. I saw the blue glow and knew it for your work. Of course, you took the making of rings of power a step further than I did. How did you do it? Did you imbue it with the power of all the Elvensmiths of Eregion? -- or was your own sufficient? I am beyond impressed!
[ And he remembered the years of Celebrimbor's childhood. ] How could I not? It was my joy, to hear your voice calling for me, or to behold your beloved face suddenly at my side, needing comfort, or merely wanting to share with me some new thing you had crafted.
[ And that was true -- even after the Oath had taken hold on his mind and spirit, still, he could still feel the summons of the heart when his child, now grown up, came to him. It was only in the last extremity -- after they had lost their lands in the Dagor Bragollach, and made the horrible journey beneath the Mountains of Terror, and after his attempt to usurp Nargothrond from his cousin Finrod had proved a disaster -- only then had his heart finished hardening into a glassy obsidian-like stone, like a volcanic rock annealed by the fires of the earth. Only then had he been able to refuse his child the love he knew he owed him. ]
I will never get tired of saying it. I love you. I will say it now for every time I should have said it in the past and didn't.
It's lovely <3
Oh Celebrimbor loves his uncles and his grandparents too, but no one can replace Curufin in his eyes. He gladly spent hour upon hour following his Atto's shadow, trying to learn the Forge and making increasingly more difficult - more spectacular - projects. And it was all to see Curufin smile and to feel the pride his father held for him. That was - and is - all he ever needed.
There is a reason he grew to have such a kind heart.)
I followed your lead! Projects should not be rushed or half-finished. I enjoy crafting metal with my tools and seeing the different reactions.
(A look of confusion crosses his features.) I left Vilya with Gil-galad. Did some ill take his life?
I also left Narya with him, though I heard it was given to Círdan, his lieutenant. (His heart beats uneasily and he glances around them, feeling a cold sweat on his skin.) I learned from the Maia. He taught the other Smiths how to forge Rings of Power and I decided to give it a try.
I forged them; I created them free of Sauron's Darkness. I kept them from his sight even though he tortured me. His Ring of Power has dominance over them, yet the full scope of his Evil cannot be felt by those who wear them - or the people they protect - as long as their location remains unknown to him. I gave their bearers power over water, wind and fire.
(And he could have easily worn them himself. It is fortunate that Celebrimbor has never had a ambitious spirit that needed or craved such objects of glory and power. He was happy to give them to the deserving.)
I will say it too as often as you like. I fear I did not say it enough; or I did not show it enough. I wish I could have been an adult, then. Someone to be your equal and to support you.
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[ And he laughs softly. ] I remember that so well! -- I used to say that, didn't I? Projects should not be rushed, and they should always be completed. It is only when you look back on your many finished projects that you can recognize what you have learned and what is your true direction as a craftsman. I'm afraid I was prone to lecturing on that subject. But you certainly brought your own qualities to that work! I cannot claim the credit for the superlative craftsman you became.
And as for Gil-galad, yes, he wielded Vilya for a time. But. . . the war with Sauron was not over in your time. Seventeen hundred years after your death, there was a great battle before the gates of Mordor. The Elves gained entrance to that terrible place and laid siege to the Dark Tower, Sauron's headquarters and last refuge. Before that battle, so far as I could glean from Elrond's memories, Gil-galad gave him the ring. Elrond thought that the High King knew he was going to die, and would not risk the ring falling into the wrong hands. And so it was a sorrowful gift, but a necessary one.
This is the thing about being dead. I find that I am often out of joint with Time. I have traveled all the paths of shadow to which I can gain access, and some of them seem to take me to places as they will be in my future. It was in one of these places that I met Elrond, who was probably dreaming or in a visionary state at the time. And he seemed to be coming from a point of view far in the future of your time. . . and far, far in the future of mine.
So, if it is worth anything to you, Sauron will be defeated. Although it will be at the cost of many, many lives.
You did well, my son. You did not fail, you succeeded. You gave our people something valuable that will help them survive into the Third Age, and you sacrificed yourself to make sure Sauron could not get his hands on those rings. There is a sort of poetic justice in it: the skill he taught you, in the end, helped to destroy him. He wrought his own destruction. And you had your part in that. It could not have happened without you.
[ Elrond, of course, knew by this time that Sauron was not completely defeated, that his spirit would rise again. But he did not indicate this to Curufin, and Curufin has at this time only a vague feeling that the wars of Middle-earth are not over. ]
[ He smiles again. ] You showed me your love every day of our time together. I have no complaints! But you can speak those words to me whenever you like. I cannot deny that it heals my heart to hear you say speak them aloud.
I wish. . . [ Sigh ] If I had made different choices, perhaps I would have been there for you, when you had to go to war with Sauron. I could have been there; I should have been.
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It felt very good to know Sauron wanted something that he would never have.)
I see. (He shakes head, marveling over what Curufin must have seen. The idea of his fëa traveling through time - through Ages - is frightening and he frowns, concerned.) I pray they help to destroy him utterly. He deserves nothing more and nothing less than a long, torturous death.
(Celebrimbor takes Curufin's hands and raises them to his chest.) Promise me you will not wander recklessly? I do not think Elrond would harm you, but another might. What if Sauron detected your presence? Your fëa might be torn asunder.
(The very thought makes him shake.) I love you, Atar, with all my heart. I hold no bitterness towards you. I want your heart to heal and your fëa to shine bright.
(He is quick to intervene with those next words, expression stern.) You would have been there to see me tricked, hunted and tortured. I do not want those to be your memories of me. Furthermore, what if he did the same to you? I would never forgive myself.
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[ He wraps his fingers around his son's, and he smiles. ] Oh, you know me. I'm an explorer -- like you. And I am a bit reckless. But I will try for your sake not to get into trouble.
But fear not for my fëa in Sauron's presence. He hasn't detected me yet, and i have been doing this for a long time. I slip through all the barriers keeping a close eye out for Necomancer energy. But just between you and me, I do not think he is very adept at travel on the two roads I use often: the path of dreams and the road into the limbo worlds. I can get off the path of dead souls very quickly and onto one of those other two roads, where he cannot see clearly or tread skillfully.
[ He sees Celebrimbor's fear for him and his intense desire not to make his father a witness to his fate, nor for his father to suffer such a fate. ] I would not want to see that, and therefore I would make sure it never happened. It was my job to protect you, and I didn't. But if I had been there, one thing is certain: he would not have been able to trick you. I would have known who he really was, and I'd have warned you. And do not forget that raising armies and going to war was my business for six hundred years. You'd have had an able ally in me. And I think. . . [ He pauses. ] . . . I think he would not have succeeded in destroying Eregion or capturing you if you had had advance warning about him and his purposes, and if we had begun arming for war soon enough.
[ A little overconfident, maybe. But it is not meant to horrify his son, but to let him know how much he wishes things had been different, and how much he wishes his son not to have been alone in that fight. ]
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(He exhales and looks at his father in slight exasperation. Slight.) I would say you are a bit more than a bit reckless! Only remember me and how I like you in one piece.
(There is a certain haughty pride behind Curufin's words and it makes him want to laugh and cry.)
Atto, I do not doubt your abilities or your wisdom; I only doubt what the world can do to us. If I had a choice, I would wish the ill to fall on me; not you. The Oath has...
I know it scarred you deeply. (He lifts a hand and places it over Curufin's heart.) I do not wish you to add to that scar for my sake. I am grown and...
I had warning where Annatar was concerned; I simply chose not to heed it. I chose not to stage an attack against him until he was too strong. (Artanis - Galadriel - had not trusted Annatar. He hadn't either, but he had waited to act. He had let his curiosity overcome his logic and his caution.)
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