Strings by Rhapsody

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Strings


Music: the balm for suffering. It is better then to hear the harsh words spoken by my brother who heatedly urges us all to pursue them. Maedhros tries to calm him down, but I cannot bear to hear this malice. My companion sooths my soul with beauty.

But then, in seconds, she is ripped away from me and her snares cringe in protest. Instead, I sense the blade nearby.

'The Oath cannot use dreamers, Maglor. Are you with us, or against us?' Caranthir's eyes show me greed, but I swore the same Oath. Always together. I have not forgotten Father.


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