*continues wandering through the city*

*thinks about what Túrin said*

I died. Finduilas died. Orodreth died. Everyone died.
But when? And how? And why don't I remember it?

What's going on? :(

*wonders where his fiancee is*

*wonders if she's still mad at him for leaving*

*wakes up in some bushes outside an unfamiliar building*

*rubs his head*

*wonders where the armies are*

*...wonders where Angband went*

*wanders around disorientedly, thinking about his brother ;_;, trying to remember what happened, and wondering where he is*

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*sings love songs for Faelivrin*

*at the top of his lungs*

*is so pleased to see him come in bruised and beaten*

Good friend you were true to your word! :D

*wonders if his other friend has spoken with Faelivrin*

*feels optimistic enough to compose a sonnet*

[Edit: *after some good news, goes off in search of Faelivrin*

*watches Faelivrin leave Turin's room*

*knows one with so few morals most certainly took advantage of his innocent flower*

*fumes*

*and cries at the loss of such purity* :(

*wanders the streets singing laments and plotting revenge*

Oh Faelivrin.

Come here, love.

Gwindor wishes to speak with thee.

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

*sees the snow and is inspired*

*composes a short poem about the beauty of his Faelivrin on a cold winter's day*

*goes to the palace*

*writes the poem in the snow and leaves it for his Faelivrin to discover*

*hums a happy tune, obviously of his own composition*

*is ever so pleased knowing his Faelivrin is safe from danger and in good hands*

The world is looking brighter today than ever it has before. :D

*finds his new accomodations are noisier than expected and has a bit of trouble sleeping*

*paces the room thinking of new ways to describe the way the light shines upon his Faelivrin's hair*

*looks out the window, hoping the stars of Elbereth's creation will shine the answer upon his heart*

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