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Wow! Thank you so much. You're right I do love both Elrond and Maedhros!

You have no idea how this wonderful mood-setter fits with us cooped up for the last couple of days in a small unheated apartment (heat off for the season--it's supposed to be warm in May!!--almost summerlike--but nooo, it's cold) and there's been an endless downpour outside! Ugh! 

Cooped together in too little space, with seeping damp pervading everything as well as the random drops that found their way through the roof and dripped and dripped, tempers began to fray, even among those who were usually calm and level-headed.

Tempers were fraying here as well! One or two more days before the rains stop and it gets warmer!

This story, however, is wonderfully warm and comforting. The background and ambiance may be dark(ish), but under the circumstances what could be better than to snuggle beneath Maedhros' (semi-magical) warm cloak.

I'm so glad that you like it and that it resonated with you, Oshun! Although I hope that the weather has improved in the meantime, where you are, or at least is about to!

And, in the meantime, I hope that the idea of snuggling beneath Maedhros's cloak made you feel a little bit warmer.

 

(And, of course, thank you again for all you do!)

Of course, Maedhros also meant, always, that Elrond ought to be somewhere completely safe, but since Maedhros’s notions of complete safety seemed to relate to a distant unimaginable past, that part could be ignored entirely.

Ouch! But very astute. In all, Elrond is very much aware of the undercurrents here. I liked this quiet moment; there was a cathartic quality to it. After the opening, I was reminded of our ill-gone class trip, but it ended in a much better way! XD

Thank you!

I may not have been entirely uninfluenced by your description of the class trip, which was very vivid!

Although I do have my own ambivalent feelings about rain and I was drawing on those, too.

 

I'm glad Elrond being aware of the undercurrents worked for you. There is an irony hinted at here, in that in my 'verse Maedhros was unusually sensitive to the limitations of Valinorean safety, while he lived there, because of being a grandson of Miriel and all that. But now at this late stage he is, on some level, still measuring appropriate safety for children by Valinorean standards, while Elrond inevitably lives in quite a different world, mentally, and would do so even aside from the Third Kinslaying (although I'm not trying to minimize the trauma of that).