“You have terrible sleeping habits.”
Sleeping sentence starters // @guiltlessdeviance
Ah! No shame from such minor and inane teasing would draw shame onto the maker. Erstwhile, he had spent a night too many awake in the forge, that the straws upon his mattress had grown forlorn and cold from the protracted negligence by its owner. A shame that Elves are mighty creatures superior in both strength and stamina alike, yet frazzled from a few weeks deprived of slumber!
❝O’ mellon-nin, you speak as if this is the first time your feet trampled upon the very sight of me spending my night in the forge.❞ Soot, coal, and inky-black sawdust clung to his face slicked with sweat as Celebrimbor stirs from his laying on the icy-cold slab of metal. A finger rises to his temple, rubbing the tell-tale of a headache away. With a pivot of his wrists, he pushes himself onto the ground as his heels landed with a clatter---not hastily, but should one strain their ears, the brief resounds of wobbly feet landing unevenly was audible. His apparent discretion at steadying himself in the process makes it seemed almost unthinkable that Celebrimbor was fazed by the little amount of slumber induced in his system. ❝O Annatar, O Annatar, my love for my work is unending. But I love it so much that I cannot help it. Some think I have descended into madness, others think me a fool, yet only you alone understood my passion, my life’s resolve. Pray tell, my friend, do you think this a blessing or a curse?❞
