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[handofsilver]

The heavy hammering of the Forge is music to my ears, but I have found myself missing actual song. Is there anyone amongst us who can sing? What of performing on an instrument? I have crafted harps before and I could perhaps manage a flute if that would be useful.

(He comes from a family that has more than a touch of talent in music - particularly where his uncle is concerned - but Celebrimbor has never been overly fond of his voice. He can sing and hold a tune, yet once you hear someone like his bardic uncle, you cannot accept mediocre.)

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[handofsilver]

(He tried. :( )

Fathers cannot help being biased, I suppose. (He grins at the laughter, happy to be the cause of it.)

She had a kind soul and I think she mothered me more than she befriended me. (The mare had brightened when she saw him - or so it seemed to him. She would blow her breath into his dark hair and if the weather looked ominous, she would carry him swiftly back to the stables.) That would make her foal practically my sibling, wouldn't it?

(Celebrimbor smiles, remembering how anxious he had been to see the baby come into the world. Sleeping had been the furthest thing from his mind!)

There is nothing like witnessing a birth. I liked to visit the stables each time a mare was ready to foal, though duties often kept me from doing so.

(The mare is a symbol for him of happier, simpler times; times he shared with Curufin and Maedhros without shadows darkening the day.)

I wanted to ride at your side since I learned to walk. She helped me fulfill that wish and you gave her to me. I thought all dreams could come true then. With you, I feel that way again, though the prospect is frightening.

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