Le sigh.
Daddy's sacred hoagies, I'm bored. People think it's all glamour and glitz and power being a Vala, but really, the novelty wears off after the first few Ages. And Valinor is so crowded these days. Once upon a time, it was only open to elves and Maiar and Really Special People, mostly the ones who dedicated a good length of time to melting down evil rings. Since the middle of the Fourth Age or so, though, everyone and their mother can just hop a boat and come over whenever it strikes their fancy. Now everywhere you turn there's a resort or a convenience store or a hobbit; the place has just lost a lot of its magic. It's no fun floating around and being grand when you have to keep a lookout for halflings shagging in the bushes (they're easy to trip over).
Most of my family keeps pretty quiet these days, too. There's hardly anyone to argue or watch Star Trek with anymore. Manwë and I keep busy with drugs typical High King and Queen work, and I have some nice Maiar to keep me company, but no one's made a tree sprout out of my forehead in ages. I feel almost homesick.
Maybe I'll go see if Irmo wants to play Twister or something. He says he really likes this body.
Most of my family keeps pretty quiet these days, too. There's hardly anyone to argue or watch Star Trek with anymore. Manwë and I keep busy with drugs typical High King and Queen work, and I have some nice Maiar to keep me company, but no one's made a tree sprout out of my forehead in ages. I feel almost homesick.
Maybe I'll go see if Irmo wants to play Twister or something. He says he really likes this body.