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[handofsilver]

(Housework is rather boring, but it needs to be done. Celebrimbor is setting the rather chaotic mostly-Fëanorian house to rights, frowning faintly at the odd bits and ends he comes across. There really is no explaining his father and uncles, but he loves them dearly.)

Man cerig?

(Of course the shoe in the bathroom has no answer for him. Tutting, he picks it up and tries to determine which of his family members it belongs to. And, more importantly, why there is only one of them.

Quite the mystery! What? Not every day can be filled with sorrow and wonder and madness! Though Celebrimbor's day is about to become a little more complicated based on the playful chitter that follows.)

Elbereth above! What are you? (No, he has never seen a raccoon and this one is rather...large. And animated! But who can blame her - definitely a her - when Celebrimbor spies two little faces peeking out of a cabinet.)

...ah... I think I might need assistance.

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[bythewaves]

You. Oh my bright one, you. I only wish your joy had lasted longer.

Did I not? [ Sadly tired but firm, all the same ]

It was my decision not to go after Maedhros, my rule, that kept him on the mountain with no hope of rescue. Is that not abandonment, and far crueler than yours?

[ A wry smile ] Oh, they very much are.

[handofsilver]

I am...not worthy... (His voice trails off to less than a whisper.) No, you did not. (That is said stronger and his gaze hardens.) He was presumed dead. Why would Morgoth keep anyone alive? No one had been kept so before him.

(He smiles slowly.) Small, but big eaters!

[bythewaves]

You are. The best and brightest of us. Would that we could have spared you!

[ He shakes his head ]

He came to us, nephew. You never saw - your father was determined that you never knew. But He sent to us with messengers, gave us proofs that Maedhros was alive. I always turned them away.

[handofsilver]

The Valar determined I should not be spared. I trust their judgement and I pray I have left hope in my wake.

(Hope in the form of rings.)

...you thought them liars. He lies as well as he breathes! I am not angry with you, Uncle.

[bythewaves]

The Valar nothing. [ Maglor's eyes flash in old irritation ] They should have hunted Sauron down when he fled and dragged him back to Valinor in chains as they did his master.

[ He shakes his head ]

No. [ He admits ] We... would have known if he was dead. We... I. I knew he was alive, every time I turned the messenger away.