castintoflames: (✧ I can see it coming from)
Maedhros Nelyafinwë Maitimo Fëanorian ✧ Russandol ([personal profile] castintoflames) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2017-06-14 08:35 pm

(Open)

Who: Maedhros & Open
Broadcast: Marsiva
Action: On the Marsiva.
When: Evening

(A voice, beginning softly and then rising in volume, can be heard aboard the Marsiva this eve. Technology brings it to others - the ship is large - not that the singer entirely notices. A bright tumble of fiery hair obscures the picture momentarily before a certain tall Elf steps back. Yet the singing continues and Maedhros's eyes are distant, lost in memory.

The notes reach pitches that are almost keening, but the melody always softens, always returns to a pleasant level. Until the end, that is. The keening returns, then, and the Elf shows his prowess with song - something he will deny until death and beyond - by singing notes that are quick and passionate like flames. His eyes reflect despair and grief before assuming a look of grim determination.

But every song must end and his cannot carry on. He absently brushes back his hair - which is loose from all braids - and finishes securing his prosthetic arm in place.)
twilightminstrel: (Tears of sorrow)

Voice

[personal profile] twilightminstrel 2017-06-15 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Maglor's mentioned his brother's singing, but Daeron had never heard it himself before. Now...he shudders, eyes squeezing shut at the sheer pain in the music. It calls to his own and when Maedhros' voice dies off, he raises his voice in quiet song to offer solace and the memory of first light.]
bythewaves: (makalaure)

[personal profile] bythewaves 2017-06-15 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ The rooms here are odd, and Maglor's mind is still ringing with too many memories not his. But he knows that voice, and he goes hunting for it, voice gently curling around his brother's in return ]

Nelyo?
valiantfire: ({004})

[personal profile] valiantfire 2017-06-15 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
{Fingon hears the song and comes looking for his cousin. He brings his harp, and when he finds Maedhros, he begins to play. The music is light without being obnoxious. Just a speck of light to help chase darkness away if Maedhros allows it.

He doesn't speak, only offers himself for anything his cousin needs.}
timelysteward: (Oh well isn't that lovely!)

[personal profile] timelysteward 2017-06-17 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
[...]

That ... that was the most beautiful thing I have ever heard.

[The clock wipes tears from his eyes.]

Gorgeous just - just gorgeous.