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[Rewatches LOTR to remind myself there is some good worth fighting for].

thinking something about annatar as a creation of sauron’s, crafted and tested and prototyped like any other work. cyborg annatar, if you will—a piece pulled from here, a piece from there; smile and arms not his own, eyes from an earlier model. his body is perfect and not quite right because being annatar is not quite right. he is every dead dissected thrall and in angband there are neatly numbered files of notes and sketches for his hair, his teeth, how he would walk, the exact cadence of his voice. a thousand calculations and years of blood went into the curve of his cheek; even his imperfections are precise, minute, terrible: at once the machine and the ghost living in it.

@euphemeron

I'm flattered that you wonder what your dead wife is doing

Me, walking past a busy construction site: this Einsturzende Neubauten tribute band is great

*walking into the morgue to find body parts scattered across the floor* oh my god who closed last night

@euphemeron

(no beers in) So how do you perceive me in the privacy of your thoughts