The Noldolante will never not be sung

[seawanderer]

WHO: Maglor and you!
WHAT: Maglor sings and falls through chairs and beds
WHEN: During phases 3 and 4
WHERE: Gallows quarantine
NOTES: Mentions of wanton destruction and death, possibly more as certain expected threads go along.

One would think after falling through one's chair once to be enough. But no. Not for Makalaure Kanafinwe Feanorion, aka Maglor.

He falls not just once, not just twice, but even more! Along with whatever other surface he happens to be on, minus (thankfully) the floor. He's hardly stopped singing as he wanders.

There are few exceptions to when his music isn't pouring out. When his brother insists he sleeps, or his cousin or fosterling. Just because he went willingly enough into quarantine doesn't mean he has to be silent!

Perhaps it's because his heart is somewhat lighter than normal that he passes the falling through things off as a side effect and not something to worry overly-much about.

Except not all of what he decides to sing is light-hearted. He sings of his family's destruction, and the part they themselves played in it. His voice carries a note of wistfulness and longing love, even as his words speak of other elves being butchered for the sake of three bright jewels.

He just keeps singing and playing over. And over.

And over again.

Stop him?

Comments

[seawanderer]

"I know a few," he answers playfully. And because Elros is being sweet and snuggling, he'll launch into the others one at a time.

....He might be making some up as he goes along.

[tar_minyatur]

This is fine~

Elros hums happily along if he recongises any, but is otherwise happy to listen. MUCH better than listening to the Noldolante ad nauseum.

"......You made that one up!"