Tag: irmomasterofvisions

✧ (let the good times roll)

Lord Vala…! 

I can offer you nothing save an appeal for mercy, for I have no gift worthy of the King of Dreams. I could not, nor would I dare, offer you a gift tainted by sorcery or malice. How would a Maia even do so? 

Please accept this, a humble token from one who, though estranged, is yet a child of Aulë.  Insufficient as it may be, I pray it brings you some amusement:

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Its leaves are carved of nephrite, its fruits are rubies, at at the center of each tiny star flower is a chip of diamond. You will find amidst the leaves a secret mechanism, disguised as one of its berries. Press it, and a little bird will emerge from the topmost branches and sing to you. 

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If it pleases you, Lord Irmo, perhaps you will look kindly on my Master; for he walks more often in your gardens now, and I know his dreams are troubled.  

“Melkor, it has been a while. You see, my theory is that you are just very bad at being calm. So enclosed Is some herbal booze I distilled myself, some relaxing teas, and to get the last furrows out of your brows the ‘Desirer complete satisfaction bedroom pack’ in the ‘extra Sturdy’ variant. Oh, and my sister asked to enclose you some honey waffles. See ya later! PPS: Manwhe has started talking about a family visit to your place- hope to see you soon.”

“Oh, my brother… It is a shame you do not write more! You always know just what to get me! I’m sure I’ll remember to get you something in return som—((smudge of honey))—- 

That’s an interesting theory you have; certainly my twin would agree with it, though I imagine his solution would be to suggest I “meditate upon the serenity of the One” and “free myself from the tumults of the flesh”. 

I much prefer your solution. I feel calmer already! 

Ah, I salute Nienna’s baking! She has improved since I was last home; she does tend to weep into her recipes, and no one likes a salty waffle. 

Do let the twin-of-my-spirit know that there is no need to hurry on the family reunion… My dwelling in the north is certainly too cramped and cluttered to provide worthy hospitality for all my esteemed kin. Tell our family to please consider visiting some other millennium… or never.  

Yours, Ever,
The Mighty Arising “

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