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nerdanel_the_wise[OOC: This piece is being used, but it is part of Path Not Taken. As Mary Anne absorbs the power of the tarot in small ways, she sees the paths, can see the various outcomes. This is NOT Millicanon. It is a VISION, and ONLY a VISION. It is a WHAT IF only thing. Nothing more. Námo and Nerdanel IC have no knowledge of these events. They weren't there for them, technically.]
The library is large, bright, full of windows and books. There are comfortable, worn chairs and sofas scattered around the room, and half-finished books left on the tables.
Nerdanel closes the door, taking Gabriel from Mary Anne, and looks beyond her to the tall, gangly youth that looked very much like her.
"Nelyo, please take Gabriel outside? Play with him?"
Maedhros smiles, accepting his brother into his arms, and after casting an interested look at the human, slips from the room while Gabriel yammers at him about the Bar.
Nerdanel sighs, leaning against a nearby table, and looks at Mary Anne. "Welcome to my home."
The library is large, bright, full of windows and books. There are comfortable, worn chairs and sofas scattered around the room, and half-finished books left on the tables.
Nerdanel closes the door, taking Gabriel from Mary Anne, and looks beyond her to the tall, gangly youth that looked very much like her.
"Nelyo, please take Gabriel outside? Play with him?"
Maedhros smiles, accepting his brother into his arms, and after casting an interested look at the human, slips from the room while Gabriel yammers at him about the Bar.
Nerdanel sighs, leaning against a nearby table, and looks at Mary Anne. "Welcome to my home."
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Date: 2006-08-10 08:32 am (UTC)But I'm not gonna break and I'm not gonna worry about it anymore.
"I didn't know..."
I'm not gonna bend, and I'm not gonna break.
that it hurt so much you regretted so much give it all of it up until you're just dying of being alone in a cold hall but the only problem is you can't die and you don't know enough to regret it you would give up all of this and I cannot wrap my mind around it forgive me
And I'm not going to worry about it anymore.
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Date: 2006-08-10 08:40 am (UTC)Hear the music of love eternal
"He has life. He will have more children. He will have all he ever wished for in his first life. While he potters around Milliways, I rattle around here. A son grows and clings to a memory that will fade quickly enough. I ask you, is it fair? Is it right, all the choices made thus far?"
Sweet songs of youth, the wise, the meeting of all wisdom
To believe in the good in man
Námo sighs, closing his eyes.
"But it would be like a ripple in the pond. Change one thing, my coming to Milliways, and you change so much else. If I could take the memories from my own mind, leaving everyone else their hard-won prizes, I think it would be best."
Seems like I've gone off the side of a mountain
Couldn't be sure I was even alive
His voice sounds sure, but if his eyes were open, she could see the hint in their depths.
The hint of doubt.
Would he truly give up all? Give up everything Gorlim had made him? Trade all of that to be rid of the loneliness and sadness?
Fallen from the icy heights
Landed with a broken cry
Best he never know.
He was stuck, just as every other being was.
In this valley of shadow
and sorrow and sighs
And, somehow, he would learn to live with it.
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Date: 2006-08-10 08:45 am (UTC)I am not worried 'cause I've done this sort of thing before.
"No, it wouldn't," she murmurs, lips brushing skin.
But then I start to think about the consequences
"Because I don't want to think about if we (I) had to see you like that."
And I don't get no sleep in a quiet room
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Date: 2006-08-10 08:49 am (UTC)You came along like a flash of pure lightning
Crashed into my life like a runaway star
"If the memories were gone? I would not come where you could see me, wren. But it is a moot point, is it not? There is no way to take from me what my own Creator sees as a rightful punishment."
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Date: 2006-08-10 08:53 am (UTC)Oh Lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing.
"Then so we all are punished with affection and long memories."
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Date: 2006-08-10 08:55 am (UTC)"Some much longer than others." His eyes slips shut again, against the darkening sky outside his room. Another night. "Will you stay? Just one night?"
It was all he could ask for.
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Date: 2006-08-10 08:59 am (UTC)"Oh, beautiful."
She kisses him lightly, the barest brush of lips. One might almost call it chaste. "Of course."
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Date: 2006-08-10 09:03 am (UTC)He doesn't sob.
He can't.
Námo is soul-weary, and tears won't come.
So, he clings to her. Someone warm. Familiar. Someone who does care about him, who isn't playing a role, and she is treasured for that.