Cheese and love on planet Earth

hurin, morwen, nienor, and turin

You ever see crossword puzzles and go "man I wish there was one on the Silm ?"

Well, thanks to boredom, here is one !

I admit it might be better viewed on a tablet than on a phone, however.

Maedhros: nnnng AHHHH g g g

Fëanor, plucking him from his cradle: SO! You want your blanket refolded into a triangle and not a square. Admirable aesthetic judgement. It shall be done.

(With his other arm he refolds it with unnecessary geometric precision)

(Maedhros grabs for Fëanor’s circlet while drooling on his collar)

Fëanor: Ah! An eye for keen workmanship over fine raiment.

Maedhros: bBbbbBb (wriggling and kicking)

Fëanor: you desire to be borne aloft that you may inspect the proportions of the room by every angle!

(He grasps him under the arms and banks around the room a few times like a great eagle)

(Maedhros shrieks in delight)

Araman