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Will he be there? Bright and tall and the wind in his hair?
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Aegnor is now at @anthxlogy
Aegnor fell on the couch with a whoosh, staring dreamily up at the ceiling.
âIâm in love.â He announced.
Angrod didn't even look up from his book. "No you're not."
âYes I am!â Aegnor insisted, sitting back up. âI am!â
Angrod sighed, letting his head flop back on the couch. "Okay, fine then if you are how do you know?"
âBecause I do! How do you know you love EldalotĂ«?â
Aegnor fell on the couch with a whoosh, staring dreamily up at the ceiling.
âIâm in love.â He announced.
Angrod didn't even look up from his book. "No you're not."
âYes I am!â Aegnor insisted, sitting back up. âI am!â
Aegnor fell on the couch with a whoosh, staring dreamily up at the ceiling.
âIâm in love.â He announced.
Aegnor squinted at the shelf of books, trying to remember which one he was supposed to read.
He really needed to start making notes when Finrod gave him study tips.
Aegnor, son of Earwen, husband of Andreth - intended to wait here for a very long time.
{Mandos had all but begged for him to be reincarnated.
"You are healed." He had informed the elf. "it is time to go."}
But Aegnor refused. He would not go to the land of the living, not while Andreth was gone from it. What joy could there be there anyway, if Andreth was not there to experience it with him?
So, Aegnor had made up his mind to wait.
Today was different from the other days - a Maia of Mandos had informed him a visitor was there for him. Aegnor waited as the heavy doors to his room swung open, seemingly of their own accord.
Aegnor burst into laughter.
âThe only reason they think you are a Maiar is because theyâre blind.â
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âAnd what does that make you? A hay bale?â Finrod retorted with a chuckle. His brothers are so insufferable at times. âHey, Aika.â
âAnd you would be the brother of a hay bale?â Aegnor shot back.
Pouting
Why are you pouting?
âAm I cuter than angrod?â
Yes
Unfortunately, Aegnor had never taken warnings well.
âI thought it sad to have them tied up.â He insisted. Overhead, the flap of wings could be heard, but Aegnor plowed ahead. âTheyâre such majestic creatures.â
Hel looked like she was about to have an aneurysm. "You..." She brought a hand to her mouth as the gravity of his carelessness dawned. She stayed like that a good five seconds before asking for clarification, "You loosed the ones that were bound?" She turned from him and went off in a trail of curses under her breath. This was defcon1 and she did not have a shelter.
Aegnor shrugged and turned away. He was sure heâd find Andreth somewhere around Helâs halls, if only he kept looking.
Hel's about to invent a new form of handfasting...
Really this is Hels fault for not letting him go to Valhalla
If he were good enough to be picked, he would have been! Hel doesn't send people there!!
If only Aegnor was ruled by logic and not emotions
"No, no. We're not going to just gloss over it. What did you say?"
Hel was practically boring holes into their soul with her eyes as she waited for the other to explain. She really hoped they hadn't said it. That she misheard and it wasn't that serious. But it did sound an awful lot like they let the dragons escape Nåstrǫnd. The dragons that hold up the roots that hold up the worlds. Surely her ears were just waxy.. Surely.
Aegnor looked down. He hadnât meant to - he just thought it was so mean to keep such majestic creatures tied up.
He wouldnât have done it if he had know there was a reason.
âI let some dragons go.â
She brought a hand up fingers pressed together on her thumb. A warning not to speak as she gathered her thoughts. She was about a hairs breadth away from sheer manic panic.
"And when you say dragons... How large were those dragons? What colour were those dragons? And how many dragons did you let. go.?"
Unfortunately, Aegnor had never taken warnings well.
âI thought it sad to have them tied up.â He insisted. Overhead, the flap of wings could be heard, but Aegnor plowed ahead. âTheyâre such majestic creatures.â
Hel's about to invent a new form of handfasting...
Really this is Hels fault for not letting him go to Valhalla
"No, no. We're not going to just gloss over it. What did you say?"
Hel was practically boring holes into their soul with her eyes as she waited for the other to explain. She really hoped they hadn't said it. That she misheard and it wasn't that serious. But it did sound an awful lot like they let the dragons escape Nåstrǫnd. The dragons that hold up the roots that hold up the worlds. Surely her ears were just waxy.. Surely.
Aegnor looked down. He hadnât meant to - he just thought it was so mean to keep such majestic creatures tied up.
He wouldnât have done it if he had know there was a reason.
âI let some dragons go.â
Pouting
Why are you pouting?
âAm I cuter than angrod?â
"You are an extremely good looking individual."
âThatâs not what I meant.â
"I... What did you mean then? You're really cute."
âBut cuter than Angrod?â
"Yes, you are cuter."
Triumphant grin
Pouting
Why are you pouting?
âAm I cuter than angrod?â
"You are an extremely good looking individual."
âThatâs not what I meant.â
"I... What did you mean then? You're really cute."
âBut cuter than Angrod?â
Pouting
Why are you pouting?
âAm I cuter than angrod?â
"You are an extremely good looking individual."
âThatâs not what I meant.â