[muffled spooky scary skeletons playing in the distance]

[geonomy]

Who: You! Me! Everybody!
Broadcast: idk but we've sure got a pretty broad cast of folks eh, eh
Action: HECK YEAH PLANET MINGLE
When: 10/7 until plot update or recaptcha

It's a deep, deep forest filled to the brim with fungi, mysterious life forms, and pitch black darkness. Explore if you dare and discover all these things and more! Just don't get lost...

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[bythewaves]

"Do not blame my father." He murmurs gently, sadly.

"He was crazed with grief. But he did not make us do anything. We were all adults, Misty. We all swore, of our own will, not once, but thrice."

[mistyday]

Misty turns her head away from him, yet she does not move. It's proving difficult to reconcile this, this... murderer with the man who has treated her with such kindness and affection. And her read on him - there was no evil in his aura, just sadness. At least now she knows why.

"How long have you been living with this?"

[bythewaves]

"It has been 6,465 years of the Sun since my brother Maedhros killed himself on learning that the Silmarils themselves rejected us." He says simply, and does not move to pull her back, quiet and sad and empty.

"And it was perhaps some 635 years before that, that we swore the Oath after grandfather's death."

[mistyday]

"Six thousand years!" Misty exclaims, turning back to him in disbelief. That... changes everything. All that time he's been punishing himself, all that time repenting of what he's done - he can't be the same man that he was, not after thousands of years. She reaches for him again, this time resting her hand over his heart. "And you would take it all back, if you could?"

[bythewaves]

"Yes. And no." He sighs softly. "There was some light, in the dark." He whispers softly. "And I could never have let my brothers go without me."

[mistyday]

"Because you are loyal." To a fault, it seems. She leans her head against his chest again. "I'm sorry."

[bythewaves]

"They are my brothers." He agrees simply.

He startles again, both at the offered affection, and the gentle words of conciliation.

"Thank you, Misty, but I brought this on myself."

[mistyday]

"I know. And I'm not sayin' it's right, what you did. But you've been livin' with it alone for six thousand years - that's more than enough punishment for anyone."

Mercy does not always come easy to Misty, but in this case - what else can she do?

[bythewaves]

"It will never be enough." He says sadly. "How can one ever truly atone for lives stolen? But thank you. Your kindness is a balm."

[mistyday]

"It's easy to be kind when someone has treated you with kindness first."

[bythewaves]

"I brought so much pain in my life - I can but try to bring a little light now."

[mistyday]

Misty turns to look up at him, her face a picture of earnesty.

"Oh you do, you do. More than you realize."

[bythewaves]

He smiles shyly at her.

"That you tell me so is a blessing."

[mistyday]

She smiles sadly back. "Can I teach you a song?"

[bythewaves]

His eyes light up, his love of music coming to the fore.

"I would love to hear you sing, Misty."

[mistyday]

"It's a hymn, if that's okay..." She looks uncertain about how he'll take that.

[bythewaves]

"I would love to hear it, all the same."

[mistyday]

She nods, and, taking a deep breath, begins to sing "Amazing Grace." Her voice is shaky and uncertain at first - she always feels nervous next to him when it comes to musical abilities - but it slowly gains strength. She closes her eyes and assumes almost an attitude of prayer while she sings and well... Maybe it is a prayer, in a way. A prayer for love and redemption.

[bythewaves]

Maglor listens, and the tears fall unnoticed as he does.

(He wants forgiveness, so badly. He just does not believe he will ever have it)

"Thank you."

[mistyday]

When Misty opens her eyes again and sees Maglor's tears, she reaches up to gently wipe them away, as he had done for her. "Will you sing it with me?"

[bythewaves]

He leans into her hands and smiles sadly.

"I would love to, if you mind it not."

wrap?

[mistyday]

She starts again, confident he'll blend his voice with hers with no problem.

Amazing grace! How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found;
Was blind, but now I see.

yas~

[bythewaves]

And he does, softly winding around hers in support and plea, a soft, wistful longing.

Through many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come.
'tis grace that brought me safe thus far,
and grace will lead us home.