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Elros Tar-Minyatur ruled the Númenóreans for four hundred years and ten. For to the Númenóreans long life had been granted, and they remained unwearied for thrice the span of mortal Men in Middle-earth; but to Eärendil's son the longest life of any Man was given
Have an idea for things you want to do with Elros? Hit me!
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Date: 2019-09-12 11:16 am (UTC)Reality had Maglor make his way to Numenor after a couple decades of wandering aimlessly, and was promptly shoved into the King's retinue, installed as someone trusted and to be respected.
His scars are better, these days, and he actually looks fairly well fed and much better kempt than when he'd first appeared. He still often keeps to himself, on the days when memory tugs most insistent and the sea demands he play for it.
For Osse, really, and Uinen. Even Ulmo, should the Vala listen. With his feet bared to the cool water and he'll play and sing for hours unless stopped, without thought for rest, food, or water.
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Date: 2019-09-12 12:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-09-12 12:57 pm (UTC)He has Elros still, for now. And Elrond, when the other twin visits. And he seems to have tacit permission to travel between Numenor and Middle-Earth. It's enough, he tells himself.
"Ai!" He agrees. "But 'tis a good day and I thought I aught to share it."
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Date: 2019-09-12 01:24 pm (UTC)"Maglor, you've been 'sharing' for literal hours." He rolls his eyes at him. "Did you eat at all today?"
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Date: 2019-09-12 01:36 pm (UTC)Yes.
That Elros.
Maglor only grins. "Maybe a bit of a break is in order then, if my King demands it."
Eat? He blinks, then flushes faintly. "...This morning before I came out here?" He thinks?
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Date: 2019-09-12 01:44 pm (UTC)He laughs.
"Thought not, you old hypocrite. Here, I brought us a picnic. Come sit?"
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Date: 2019-09-12 01:48 pm (UTC)Maglor obediently leaves the surf's edge to join his precious fosterling.
"I am doing better at remembering!" He protests lightly and plops down beside Elros.
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Date: 2019-09-13 10:04 am (UTC)Elros opinions with a tease.
"Suuuuure atto! Have a cookie."
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Date: 2019-09-12 12:56 pm (UTC)She never came to Middle-earth, never walked in Beleriand. But Numenor is not Beleriand.
She comes from the west, following the roads from Andúnië across the island and past Meneltarma until she reaches Armenolos and at last the eastern beaches of Rómenna.
"You never even wrote." She says softly, standing barefoot in the surf.
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Date: 2019-09-12 01:05 pm (UTC)She's just as striking as the first day he'd seen her.
Of course she's upset with him. He takes a step towards her, just one.
"...No. What could I say?"
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Date: 2019-09-12 01:25 pm (UTC)"Oh I don't know. 'I live within reachable distance of you now, I miss you, maybe come visit?"
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Date: 2019-09-12 01:41 pm (UTC)...However he still has his music, so he adjusts his hold on his harp and plays the first song he'd ever written for her. He dares to slowly approach.
"Will you stay, now? For as long as I stay on Numenor? I have missed you."
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Date: 2019-09-12 01:58 pm (UTC)The song gentles her, until she remembers she's supposed to be still cross.
"Have you truly?" She sniffs, to hide how their first song makes her want to cry.
"Will you leave me behind again?"
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Date: 2019-09-13 08:01 am (UTC)He doesn't stop until there's maybe a foot between them, as the song trails off. "I have," he answers softly, heart aching.
"Would it help if I told you I was afraid?" Of rejection. Far easier to ignore any possibility than to chance it. Right?
"...I cannot go West, my love. But if you are willing, when Elros is gone, I will be returning to Middle-Earth. To Elrond."
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Date: 2019-09-13 03:04 pm (UTC)Oh, that is a nice offer though, and she takes a step towards him in turn, softening.
"I have never met either of them. What are they like?"
damn u
Date: 2019-09-12 01:21 pm (UTC)"Are you still so sad, child?"
/cackle/ you love meeee
Date: 2019-09-12 01:29 pm (UTC)Maglor bows to the Lady when she forms and speaks to him. "Not so sad today, My Lady! Remembering the better days rather than the rest, if that is well with you."
CRIES
Date: 2019-09-12 01:36 pm (UTC)"Come and walk with me, Child, and tell me how you fare."
/smoooooshes
Date: 2019-09-12 01:44 pm (UTC)"I am as you see. Elros and his ilk have taken to ensuring I eat, and rest as I can."
It is not so bad a cage, he could say.
/cuddles grumpily
Date: 2019-09-12 02:02 pm (UTC)"That is well." Her voice is the shush of the tides, gentle today on without a storm on the horizon. A small crab clacks at him from amidst her hair.
"You proved not terribly good at looking after yourself, if I recall!"
/cuddles happily XD
Date: 2019-09-13 08:05 am (UTC)Maglor ducks his head at the remembrance, sheepish. "Mm...You know the reason for that, perhaps?"
siiiiiiiiiiigh
Date: 2019-09-13 03:05 pm (UTC)"You did well, my singer. I am glad to see you smile." She smiles and kisses his forehead, towering over him as a wave before retreating to his side.
"Will you sing happier songs, now?"