(But the dawn is brief and the day full often belies its promise.)

[castintoflames]

FORM: Sending Crystal
SENDER: Maedhros
RECIPIENT: Anyone with a crystal.
WHAT: Manic? Did anyone say manic? This can't be good.
WHEN: Spanning a week? (7-10 days?)
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES: Someone is afflicted with a strange Flu.

(The fires are high in the Forge and someone is working at all hours. Have they come out for food? Water? Air? Well if you wondered, he does make a quick message.)

Whoever thinks knocking on the door is a good idea, will not leave unscathed next time!

(There is a strange light in his eyes - and if anyone knows of his father, they will recognize it immediately. Abort mission!)

I am on the cusp of making something spectacular and I do not need any interference. Do I make myself clear?

(What happened to the gentler Maedhros? Some might claim he has been swallowed by the flames of ambition.)

Comments

[castintoflames]

Are you going to punch me?

[tar_minyatur]

That depends, are you going to keep petting me?

[castintoflames]

Yes. (And he continues to do so with open fondness.)

[tar_minyatur]

Then clearly, you love me. [ SMUG ]

[castintoflames]

(Maedhros dips in and kisses his cheek.) I do. I will love you until the end.

[tar_minyatur]

Then my point stands.

[castintoflames]

That does not absolve me from doing monstrous deeds.

[tar_minyatur]

It does not. [ he agrees ]

But it does make you not a monster. [ SWEET SMILE ]

[castintoflames]

Imp. (He taps Elros's nose.) It is a sad state of affairs when you don't need to be a monster to do monstrous deeds.

[tar_minyatur]

Always.

[ He grins at him, and then sobers ]

Good people make mistakes. [ He says quietly, but firmly ] Sometimes, they make them repeatedly. But it doesn't make you a monster. After all, 'monsters can't love'.

[castintoflames]

My favorite imp.

(He bows to Elros's logic at last, closing his eyes.)

I have no desire to repeat those mistakes. I am determined to rise above them, but I can never forget them. I do not deserve oblivion.

[tar_minyatur]

Always.

[ Elros agrees smugly ]

I am glad we agree.

[castintoflames]

You will keep me in line? (He tilts his head.)

[tar_minyatur]

I can try~

[castintoflames]

You have a better chance of success than most.

[tar_minyatur]

Only because you let me, atya.

[castintoflames]

I am biased, but you are determined. I must acknowledge that quality as your atya.

[tar_minyatur]

You taught me that~

[castintoflames]

I think you were born that way, yondo.

[tar_minyatur]

Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

[castintoflames]

(He snorts before looking a little nostalgic.) I would have been there to see two stars brought into the world.

[tar_minyatur]

If you had been friendly enough to have been there, atya, you do realise I might not have been born at all?

[castintoflames]

True. (He shakes his head.) It's hard to say. You might have been someone entirely different.

[tar_minyatur]

Can't change the past. [ He says practically ]

Can only change the future.

[castintoflames]

I do not want to change who you are, dear one. (He is happy to dissolve that practicality into sentimentality.)