Perhaps he had been hoping for a slightly more fun explanation, even if there had been no inkling that it's in any way fun from the very start of this conversation. He's silent for a long while after Maglor has finished, sipping at his tea.
There is a tendency, in many living things, to adopt the name of something greater and bigger than yourself and doing things under it. Perhaps it comes from a desire to strip yourself of responsibility, to make it possible for you to live with yourself under the weight of what you have done. Like the actions he has executed in the name of peace and life. Funny, how you sometimes wage war and kill in the name of peace and life. So paradoxical.
Now he really wonders what the oath was. There's little else he wants to do but press, try to get more info, but even he sometimes knows there really is a time and a place, and this is not one of those. So he swallows those questions with the tea, and sets the cup down quietly.
no subject
Perhaps he had been hoping for a slightly more fun explanation, even if there had been no inkling that it's in any way fun from the very start of this conversation. He's silent for a long while after Maglor has finished, sipping at his tea.
There is a tendency, in many living things, to adopt the name of something greater and bigger than yourself and doing things under it. Perhaps it comes from a desire to strip yourself of responsibility, to make it possible for you to live with yourself under the weight of what you have done. Like the actions he has executed in the name of peace and life. Funny, how you sometimes wage war and kill in the name of peace and life. So paradoxical.
Now he really wonders what the oath was. There's little else he wants to do but press, try to get more info, but even he sometimes knows there really is a time and a place, and this is not one of those. So he swallows those questions with the tea, and sets the cup down quietly.
"Did you honour it, in the end?"