He has this growing feeling of dread that just won't go away. He tries reading- some of the books in the libraries are fascinating - he tries walking, exploring their new, albeit temporary, home.
Nothing helps.
Usually this feeling goes hand in hand with his children. Sometimes Glorfindel, if life has become particularly quiet. It used to go unsaid with his brother, but since the rift hand brought him here...a connection he'd closed seems to be trying to reopen, but he can't quite let himself hope. Not yet. He needs proof.
/adds salt to the wound
Nothing helps.
Usually this feeling goes hand in hand with his children. Sometimes Glorfindel, if life has become particularly quiet. It used to go unsaid with his brother, but since the rift hand brought him here...a connection he'd closed seems to be trying to reopen, but he can't quite let himself hope. Not yet. He needs proof.