#galadriel.

in love w/ the thought of galadriel's hair being so dang pretty that it's said to contain the light of the trees within it, and it even being theorized as what inspired feanor to create the silmarils ( also obsessed w/ the fact that feanor asked galadriel for a strand of her hair three times and was also thrice denied, bc galadriel clocked his greed and hey isn't it crazy that these two have a lot of similarities but they don't get along bc galadriel can read him. )

thinking about the immortality of the elves being at the crux of the entire tragedy of the silmarillion. these elves living lives thousands of years long also ensured that their grudges and their cursed oaths persisted with them, and that they cannot entirely escape the consequences of their actions because they just don't die ( unless they are killed ), and they therefore bear everything first-hand instead of passing it onto some new generation ( and dulling the implications of their sufferings in the process. ) i mean sure, they have children, but many of them are still around through years and years, passing the same trauma to those children while they carry it themselves. all of their crimes, but especially the kinslayings, are not simply historical chapters from some long-dead ancestor in the family tree. it's not just history. it remains personal, and fresh, and weighs them all down because of the active parts they played in it, or because they had to witness it with their own eyes. these tragic elves, beautiful and terrible, and... well, heart-breakingly sad??? because immortality is truly a curse, and not even the first children of ilúvatar are spared from it.