I don't know. But they aren't them - that much, I know. And their enemies are worse again.
[ Maglor goes ghost pale when he sees the ruin of Maedhros' hand, and understands the implication ]
It... came with you? [ he says softly, horrified - he had hoped... the Oath lies sleeping in his mind, has done so for centuries, millenia, wrapped about in seasong and Maglor's own music. But it stirs now, interested. ]
But... never mind that, oh Nelyo, your hand! We need to get it treated.
[ Don't think about it he orders himself Don't. There's more urgent things. It can wait. There's no hurry. None at all ]
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[ Maglor goes ghost pale when he sees the ruin of Maedhros' hand, and understands the implication ]
It... came with you? [ he says softly, horrified - he had hoped... the Oath lies sleeping in his mind, has done so for centuries, millenia, wrapped about in seasong and Maglor's own music. But it stirs now, interested. ]
But... never mind that, oh Nelyo, your hand! We need to get it treated.
[ Don't think about it he orders himself Don't. There's more urgent things. It can wait. There's no hurry. None at all ]