I love Macalaurë and his song - and that he knows he is safe singing it at this particular time. Maitamo's sensitivity to his grandmother's death and his worry for his own mother makes him come over as a responsible and caring brother and son. Love the way they try to coax Curufinwë into looking forward to the prospect of being a big brother - this is such a caring loving bunch of brothers that it is incredible to think of them as the Kinslayers they become.
Feanor, too - is a family man. A husband and father. Although I admit to being very pleased that he gets compelled to see the arrival of the youngest of his brood. .... I wonder if that's why that baby was the last of his brood.
Wretched Silmarils.
Why couldn't Aule make them if they had to be made?
Of course, there wouldn't be much of a story ...
Dawn Felagund
· 2 March 2006
· Chapter 1: Waiting
A clever idea, that Feanaro had "invented" twins. :)
Initially, I must admit, I wanted to kick Feanaro for being out in his forge while Nerdanel was in labor. But he made up for it while in the "knot" of his sons. (I love that line!)
And the "Whoop Whoop Whoop" song was delightful. Actually, for some reason, I first heard that song "Whoop! There It Is" in my head, horrifyingly enough. I would not mind hearing Macalaure sing the entire "Whoop Whoop Whoop" song, even though it *does* seem like something that could become annoying after a while! (Though certainly no less than "Whoop! There It Is.")
Thanks for pointing me over here. This made for a nice afternoon read.
~Dawn
Larner
· 2 March 2006
· Chapter 1: Waiting
Twins, eh? Hope all is well with both infants. And love how the children all wait with childish concern and anxiety, and how they seek to soothe one another.
And love that there is a song that can drive elves crazy! Heh!
daw the minstrel
· 1 March 2006
· Chapter 1: Waiting
OK, first things first. Gimme a break here, Pony. If you have to use the Quenya names, at least give me a translation somewhere! I have enough trouble with the Feanorians even when people use their familiar names.
*takes deep breath*
Oh yeah. The first twins. How that must have astounded the elves. They would have had no idea at all what was happening when the pregnancy was different.
I loved the whoop, whoop, whoop song. That's the kind of thing kids love and it drives the rest of the family mad.
You really made me feel for the boys (whoever they are).