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Turcafinwë, Tyelkormo, Celegorm the Fair ([personal profile] kyelek) wrote in [personal profile] tintila 2022-09-30 08:57 pm (UTC)

Not only their languages had he learnt, once upon and in a grander house, but as well of the movements of birds and beasts. They spoke more than words, even, than pleasant songs. If Mithiel told of the things she guess the bird with thought of her he would scoff once more. What had come to her as a call to venture Celegorm heard only as one whistling as it made its own way. Careless and free and quickly now forgetting danger as it went further away.

In Elvenhome he had also lived such days.

From craning his neck up, he followed as she jumped down. Whether she came this way or not until he went, their talk of birds then seemed at an end. Surely Celegorm was taller and by much, even if he dismounted his horse, and perhaps looked even prouder in the face when looking up. Not less, at least, when at her guess he simply said,
❛ I do not wish to. ❜

And tinged by something sinister his answer may have been, when he did now not command his hounds, all with glowing eyes and sharp white teeth (and the great, dead wolf between them) to move still away. But Huan went, without word from Celegorm it seemed, and like a Captain took two others of the pack. But Celegorm took her thanks this time. ❛ Would ye, in Doriath, tell of this meet? ❜ Then, he guessed, she would like his name.

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