so_dark_a_road: (they came in the dead of winter)
Curufin, son of Fëanor ([personal profile] so_dark_a_road) wrote in [community profile] middleofsomewhere 2020-12-08 02:15 am (UTC)

Curufin smiles again. The touch is very comforting.

"I think so, too. In my own world, I lived the last six hundred years of my life without sharing my deepest thoughts. Not even with my son after he came into my life, though we understood one another's minds very well in his childhood years and when he was an adolescent. There was so much disaster during those years, with not many respites. I came to believe that if I did not speak my thoughts and feelings about our situation, then I had a better chance of dealing with it. Erroneously, as it turned out."

And now he's curious. "Did you learn that from experience? I mean, what you said about what we let live unspoken in our heads, and how it can take over our lives?"

He nods. "I've met a few who have that wanderlust, that desire to roam the world or the universe. It's good to know that they exist, that I'm not the only one."

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