#tinwe thinks

[tinwe-the-local-assassin]

So I was thinking just now, and realized just how much harder it was for the sons of Fëanor to see the Sindar withholding the Silmaril from them compared to Morgoth.

Morgoth's case was obvious. He was their enemy. Their dark foe, and someone they shouldn't have expected to be able to talk and reason with. They wanted him destroyed and nothing more.

But the Sindar were supposed to be their kin and their friends. Sure, there was bad blood between them, but was it strong enough to want to keep the sons' birthright and stolen property from them at the expense of what could have easily turned into a bloody feud?

I'm sorry, but the Sindar were just as guilty in the Kinslayings as a whole. Maedhros tried to negotiate terms with them every time, but they still kept to their stubborn ways and brought war to their own doorsteps knowingly.

And honestly, in my eyes at least, it's way worse it to lust for a jewel when you don't have an oath hanging around your neck compelling you to shed blood for it. The sons of Fëanor had no choice, and it doesn't excuse their crimes. Their supposed kin turned enemy had every chance to just end it by giving up something that didn't even belong to them, but they still didn't do it.

I'm not saying the sons of Fëanor are blameless so don't put words in my mouth, but I'm saying that we should hold the Sindar accountable for their wrongdoings too.

[tinwe-the-local-assassin]

War is weird.

It hasn't been more than five days, but my daily routine has changed so much that I can't remember what it felt like to not sit in front of the TV and wait anxiously for news.

[tinwe-the-local-assassin]

Frankly I think what gym coaches do to you after almost a year of not exercising should be considered a war crime.

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Is the reason aliens are often portrayed as underwater creatures that we don't know shit about them?

[tinwe-the-local-assassin]

I just had a nightmare? I think. It was about some sort of mythical creature who took the form of an animal and it wanted to kill me in my dream. It also had a name. (I looked it up, completely unrelated.)

What is hilarious to me is this coping mechanism I have developed for my sometimes scary dreams about demonic creatures.

Me: screams in the dream

Me: wakes up

Me: ... I'm gonna use that in my book. (It's a fantasy with an original lore)

And it works like magic. I was still shaking a little and my heart rate was high, but I wasn't scared anymore.

[tinwe-the-local-assassin]

How I feel when I struggle to write in my mother tongue and have officially written more than 150k in English in the last two years:

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I used to suffer from 'Thinking I Can Make People Understand With Logic' syndrome. I'm healed, thankfully.