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I held a switchblade to Maglor's throat last night and demanded that the voice in his ears leave him at once. Sometimes even the little voices dislike idea of seeing their host's blood slowly drain from their body.
I had a little voice in my mouth for the longest time. Her words reverberated in my ears and echoed as I could hear her through my fingers. I threatened to cut out my tongue and she became still. I made a tiny scratch on my throat with a blade and she became silent.
Maglor. I enjoy his company intensely. Such a lovely elf, he is. I shall have to sing a song for him.
I had a little voice in my mouth for the longest time. Her words reverberated in my ears and echoed as I could hear her through my fingers. I threatened to cut out my tongue and she became still. I made a tiny scratch on my throat with a blade and she became silent.
Maglor. I enjoy his company intensely. Such a lovely elf, he is. I shall have to sing a song for him.