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hadriel2017-01-28 04:42 am
handofsilver) wrote in hadriel2017-01-28 04:42 am
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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.)
(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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You used to sleep in the stables, not to be parted from your fluffy-maned equine family. [ Oh yes, Curufin remembers coming in to check on him. He never made his son come back in, but he did make sure there was a heavy soft woolen blanket over him, even though of course two horses are a pretty good warming device! ]
I liked to study when I was a child, too -- though, truthfully, it was very difficult for me to sit still for long! I had to learn fast, in the intervals between running about like a squirrel and banging away at some project in the forge. But you are more of a scholar than I, and I am proud of you. And as for your uncle Moryo -- I know you wouldn't have left me. But who knows? -- it might have been fun for you to spend a summer with him now and then. [ Again, the road not taken. Caranthir had joked about it but had not made the offer, and Celebrimbor had thought about it but hadn't wanted to leave his father. This family. . . they were who they were. Fierce in war and fierce in affection. It was not such a bad way to be! ]
We will all fight, and you are right, we are good at it.
But I think you would be a good gardener. I think the plants would thrive under your nurturing hands, the flowers bloom in profuse beauty. I can see you now, sitting amongst the herbs and the blooms, enjoying their rich sweet scent. I wonder. . . maybe such a thing could be done, even in Hadriel?
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Nor should he be. Let the cuteness reign forever!)Uncle Tyelko taught me how important it is to listen to animals. I could not understand them as he did, but I tried. (His mare made herself clear with him and her little foal had been simple enough to not confuse him. The pair had been happy - even his uncle had said so when he met them briefly! Celebrimbor glances up at Curufin, smiling softly, curiously:)
Like a squirrel, hm? (The phrasing has him chuckling.) I never had trouble finding my calm. Perhaps I inherited that from Ammë?
I would have liked to spend a summer with Uncle Moryo if... (Curufin had come too.) You know I would have used all of his parchment to write to you otherwise!
(He sighs, hiding a small grimace. Celebrimbor is not a fond fighter, but he can do it. He will do it.)
Will there be enough light? Or are there plants we can find that prefer low light and shadow? I think those native should be a good starting point. I shall examine them before attempting to replant them.
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Nobody could understand animals as Tyelko did. [ He chuckles. ] We were all amateurs compared to him. But you did well, with the beautiful mare and her lovely son.
Oh, yes. I was always in motion. But you, yes, you had a marvelous calmness. And I think you are right, you inherited it from your mother.
I would have liked it if we could have spent more time in Thargelion together. [ Another chuckle, as he imagines Cel scribbling letter after letter, rushing to thrust them into the hands of the waiting errand rider. ] If you had been there without me, we'd have had to establish a professional postal service, just to keep up with our missives.
[ Celebrimbor does not love fighting, but he does it very well. His father does not blame him for not being a born killer, and he respects him greatly for all his hard work acquiring the skills. He knows Cel did it for his family. ]
I would guess there must be plants that can deal with the low light. The orchard manages to grow and thrive in it. And so do the grasses we find all over the lawns and fields around the city. I haven't seen a flowering plant yet, except for the trees and grasses, but I think there might be some. And where does our food come from? -- surely there must be fertile fields somewhere? [ He doesn't think in terms of Hadriel itself creating their victuals out of thin air, although he reluctantly supposes it's possible. ]
Your mother was a gardener. Maybe you resemble her in that, too?
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I wanted you to be proud of me. I could not accomplish that goal if I was running about wildly. (He had been one of those children that had been born with an old soul. He had never been truly frivolous or thoughtless.)
Me too. (The image of Celebrimbor writing letter after letter and hurrying to send them off - only to have Curufin doing the same! - makes him laugh too.) Or we would have had to entice one of the Eagles to help us!
(The fact that his father approves of his desire to garden - as silly as it may seem for a Fëanorian to do so - warms his heart.)
Can we...look together? In the forest? I would like to start with seeds. That way I am not risking any plant that has already begun to grow.
(His cheeks pink and he nods.) I remember watching her harvesting herbs. I liked chewing on the mint.
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We were proud of you. And we are. [ That's exactly how Curufin would describe him -- as an old soul. Those thoughtful silver eyes were wise and loving from the moment he first opened them. It was always as though he knew more than a one-time-around soul could know. ]
Eagle-post! Yes, that would work. [ Grin. ]
[ He doesn't think of gardening as silly. His ex-wife had expanded his horizons, even though the relationship hadn't lasted. ]
Yes, I'd be very happy to go with you to look for plants! [ He's pleased to be asked for his help. ] If we look carefully, we'll be able to tell which of the Hadriel plants are in which phase of their lives. Maybe some are seeding now? We'll find out.
[ A tender smiles spreads over his face. ] I remember that, too. I remember seeing you carefully picking out which herb you'd like to taste. She never stopped you; she knew how important it was for a child to explore. And I never stopped you for the same reason. I remember picking you up when you got tired, and laying you on my shoulder, and smelling the mint on your breath.