Your question confuses me.
The sons and grandsons of Fëanor are known for bearing their pain with remarkable stoicism. But they scream just as “well” as anyone, past a point.
I recall that Maedhros began with fire, spite, and insults, and ended with empty eyes and shaking. Tyelpë… was very quiet, even while he wept.
I don’t wish to remember these things.
She is one of them– not an Ainu, but a thing outside of creation. They are part of the Void; darkness so old it gained magnitude. When we came into being, that old shadow was scattered; no longer all that ever was, but only its opposite.
If you go far enough from Creation, you can still hear them, as the particles of being and light grow thin in the vastness. Their kingdom is far greater than ours. We are lucky they lack ambition…
I do not know how long I spent with them. Time did not mean anything. It was long enough that I learned to distinguish their individual voices.
That is where I met her. I told her of what was made by the thoughts of Eru. She was curious. Hungry. She followed me back.
….Platinum has a crisp and acrid taste, like watercress. Gold is sweeter. I like sweet things.
THAT is the RUDEST POSSIBLE question! I refuse to answer– Soft in the back and middle, firm up top, it would depend on the size of the person in question, and fluffing would serve no practical purpose but is highly encouraged.—-
…..
I FORBID YOU TO REMEMBER ANY OF THAT
*posts meme*
*sleeps for four hours* ᕕ( ᐛ)ᕗ
“…Well at least SOMEBODY’S enjoying himself….” >_>;;
Both muses are now irresistibly compelled to answer all questions both bluntly and truthfully! Take advantage if you dare…
*going through the Halloween candy loot* I NAME ALL THE REESES UNTO MYSELF FOREVER
Thank you, supplicant! Your offerings have pleased me. I will take these as due reward for my natural magnificence!
MANWE DID YOU SEND THIS?? I’M TELLING DAD
I don’t like this game. I get to choose the next one! Let’s play “Can You Run Faster Than A Pyroclastic Flow?”
>‘w’<
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