maglor: you know...sometimes i look at him (mairon) and i get a jolt of fear through my body, like...woah THAT'S sauron...and then it goes away.
elrond: i don't...*shrugs*
maglor: i know, you cannot feel fear for some reason...
elrond: right?
maglor: right, since childhood, you were very clever and careful, and weary. but never scared. your brother was always trying to scare you and you never reacted.
elrond: that's not a bad thing...is it? *stares at mairon*
maglor: no, no its not.
mairon: *basks in the sun in front on the window looking very enthralling and cryptid like* *turns towards them in a very slow unsettling way* (that mf right there is NOT real) do we have leftovers in the kitchen?
maglor:...we should.











