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[handofsilver]

What you have seen in the mirrors is no different from experiencing a nightmare while you slumber. The images need not be reality, though if that must be so, I encourage you to face them bravely. They are the worst, are they not? All else is, therefore, better, by comparison, at least.

(He, for one, refuses to give his enemy (one of the Enemies of his world) power over him. It helps that he is surrounded by his kin and they are daily reminders of why - and how - he can overcome.)

You are not alone in your suffering.

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[bythewaves]

Even so. Luthien, I think, was proof enough, that the night was once beloved.

[ Maglor shakes his head at him fondly ]

And that, Tyelpe, is why I did not come to you. Better not to risk it.

[handofsilver]

The night is filled with stars and the moon. It is not complete darkness.

(He purses his lips, almost pouting.)

I would have you risk it. You can certainly risk it now! (His smile is insufferable.)

[bythewaves]

Gil-galad is not here.

[ Maglor lifts an eyebrow at him ]

But I am still a danger, little spark.

[handofsilver]

Even if he were... (He lifts a shoulder in a shrug.) I love you, Uncle, but if you try to deny me your company, I will hunt you.

[bythewaves]

[ THat brings a smile ]

You sound like Elrond.

[handofsilver]

Good! He is one I love and trust. (And Elrond has been treating his leg regularly.)

[bythewaves]

I am glad you get along well. [ Maglor smiles, pleased ]

I always hoped you would like each other.