Maedhros: Alright, we don't update much, but Valar help you if you touch me or mine.
<small>Posted in response to LJ's threats to delete journals not updated.</small>
|Maglor and the Dragon
In which 21st century Quendi pragmatics conflict with poetic integrity. Make yourselves comfortable, it was a long, long day.( Collapse )
|If you think Tinks is cute now...
...imagine him as a child
. Doesn't bear thinking about, does it? But here, for those with strong stomachs, is some fluff of winceably sweet proportions.
As usual, this is for Nol
, our number one fangirl, without whom we would have faded back to Mandos years ago. Also with thanks to our wonderful new Beta reader aayesha_r
. It takes courage to beta for the Fëanorion.( Collapse )
|On a more cheerfull note.
On the promenade:
Tinks: *Watching small humanlings bounce on seaside trampolines.* That looks like fun.
Red: *Licking candyfloss* Maybe you should try it. It's good for the depressed and insane.
Tinks: Would it work?
Red: According to every half-baked website I've searched in an attempt to find possible cures for mentally distressed Quendi, yes.
Tinks: No. Would I bounce?
Red: Why not?
Tinks: Well, we don't fall through snow or mud. And you survived ten years chained to a rock-face. Which leads me to believe elves are not subject to the laws of gravity. One needs gravity to trampoline successfully.
Red: *Rolls eyes*
Tinks: I know you all think I am far to übercute to know what my brother's up to. Wrong.
I'm cute, not stupid.