driftfleet | First song

Who: Maglor
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Now until shuffle

Broadcast

He comes awake in a gasp, hands flying immediately to weapons that are not there as he rolls into a wary crouch. The man is slender, almost beautiful, long dark hair and clear grey eyes that seem to glow from within. He is dressed in what are best described as robes - once fine but now faded and worn, if clean due to the efforts of whoever put him there. Almost innocuously compared to the shabby state of him, there is a silver eight pointed star pinned to his clothes that looks impossibly untarnished and is obviously of very high quality.

"Who is there?"

Action

Maglor moves silently through the halls, no sound of his footfalls. He is wary, anxious - this is something totally outside his experience. But then he passes a window looking out and he stops, a cry of wonder breaking from his lips as he falls to his knees. A hand comes up to his mouth, the other gripping the harp that seems to have been the only thing that came with him, as silent tears run down his face.

"A! Elbereth!"

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[She hasn't really thought of this like a kidnapping, although she supposed that was appropriate.]

When you put it like that, it certainly is. Have you gone to a window yet? I'm sure that's not a view many people have seen.

[Simple, calming things - foolish things, almost. But Susan felt she had very little else of real value to offer. There was simply no verification of anything she'd heard about the place, and what she'd heard made so little sense...]

Aye - a bit earlier. [ The wonder still colors his voice ]

To be able to see them all so close, to hear their song so clearly! Never did I think to see such a marvel. Is this something you had seen before? Ah, but greatly do I envy you if so!

[She'd heard of stars singing. (Lucy would have heard them now.) But she'd never heard their song.]

No, I'm afraid this is all very new to me. But I'm glad you were able to find some [what - comfort? surety?] -thing in seeing it.

They are not the stars I know, but thank you, lady - I would wish all could hear them sing, for even as strange as it is for me, it is still a song that I find familiar.

[She pauses for a moment and considers what she really wants to ask - after all, she'd already told him she was glad he'd found something in it.]

...is it beautiful?

[ His eyes are very bright with memory, a light older than moon and sun, but echoing them both and his voice echoes with the memory of the Music ]

Yes. Their voices are clear and high, pure as a bell, cold as ice, but full of a brilliant warm joy and an all encompassing love that is almost painful.

[What would it be like to hear something like that? Susan fears that stars no longer sing for her.

It makes her fear very alone.

She fights it with the only tools she has left - simple etiquette.] My name is Susan. What's yours?

Lady Susan, well met. [ He smiles and bows to her ]

Maglor, at your service. Thank you for your kindness to a stranger.

[Lady Susan. That is both familiar and very strange.

She doesn't correct him. She wonders if he has his own form of address, but as he hasn't outright told her assumes the negative.]

I hope you find your way here. It's confusing, but most people seem kind.

They have been, yourself included. I hope it remains so.

I have been told we are on separate ships - might I know yours?

I'm on the Heron. It's a bit cold, but you're welcome to visit if you like.

The Heron, I will remember. Thank you for the invitation, milady. I will ask if it will be permitted at some point.

First song

[ video ]

[ video ]

[ video ]

[ video ]

[ video ]

[ video ]

[ video ]

[ video ]

[ video ]

: [ video ]

[ video ]

[ video ]