October 5th, 2003
Orophin? Let me know when you're ready to start your therapy sessions, ok?
Estë? Want to help me compose a bitchy letter to Námo asking him why the hell he let the beserker Fëanorian out?
Olórin? Want to make yourself useful for once? Chaos reigns over Tirion and a little more Maiar presence mightn't go astray.
Honey? I don't know what's wrong with you, but I'm here if you need me, ok?
Elwë? Hi. :)
Current Mood: busy
I'm here if you need me, ok?
*nods and pulls the blankets back over her head*
::sits on the end of the bed with a cup of tea::
::is quite prepared to wait until she's reading to start talking::
*doesn't want to talk about it* *well, does, but doesn't*
*muffled from under the blankets* I slept with Beren.
::stays silent for a moment::
[inserts the obligatory maternal question here] Do you love him?
::pulls back the blankets to give you a hug::
*probably needed a hug*
Do you love him?
*slowly* Well, yes, of course, but that's not the point. It shouldn't have happened. That part of my life was supposed to be over. Is over.
It's never that easy, darling. This may be a new life for you and you have chosen Ereinion but you and Beren... Dior...
Oh, I wish I knew what to say. Have you talked to Ereinion?
I don't think there's anything anyone can say right now.
Have you talked to Ereinion?
*nods* Hence me being here.
::winces:: Oh, darling.
::hugs you tight:: He probably needs time on his own, as you do. Except you won't be on your own cos I'm here.
*clings* *starts to cry* I hurt him so much. And all he did was stand there and not say anything. I wish he would have yelled or screamed or something, but he didn't.
::rubs her back soothingly:: Well, shock combined with stoicism often leads to mono-syllabism. Give him time. But make sure he knows you still love him.
::frowns:: But Beren...
*nods* He knows. And he knows I'm waiting for him whenever he's ready. If ever...
*sighs* I don't know what to do about Beren. I told him it didn't mean anything, but he just got really angry and said I was lying. What am I supposed to say to him?
He'll come back to you. How can he not? But it won't be easy for him.
::fights down mun's automatic Beren/Luthien shipping tendencies:: He knew about you and Ereinion. I don't know how much he can claim after his... ::nostrils flare delicately:: recent exploits.
I wish this had never happened. :(
*mumbles something about Aredhel/Glorfindel
and Maedhros/Luthien* I don't know. I think he thinks, or hopes, this means I'm coming back to him. But I'm not. I won't.
I don't know how much he can claim after his... ::nostrils flare delicately:: recent exploits.
I. Know. *looks at her* He slept with Nimloth. He's sons wife. Just slept with her. He doesn't seem to care much, either.
Want to help me compose a bitchy letter to Námo asking him why the hell he let the beserker Fëanorian out?
How much do you want to bet he was drunk at the time?
::laughs:: Probably soused off his head. Don't know how Vaire puts up with him.
You had the right idea with Thingol. Valar and Maia are not the way to go.
::can't help smiling at the mention of her Dearly Beloved:: Eldar all the way.
::smiles at you knowingly::
::smiles at you knowingly
What? What are you looking at? *smirk*
::feigns innocence:: Nothing, nothing.
::casually:: You're happy, though, yeah?
::also casually:: I'm good. Can't complain.
:D :D :D :D
Fancy a cup of tea and a chat?
Yeah, why not? Cirdan hasn't come out of hiding, I think I would have heard if Maglor had had a breakdown. A chat would be good.
::fetches tea stuff or, more accurately, summons servant to fetch tea stuff::
So, you've had a fair amount on your plate recently?
Shit. And I thought that Lorien was a hot bed of depravity. No one ever said Tirion was quite so degenerate...