An Unamused Elf

[silvertree]

Fate has very little to do with our meeting today for this was predetermined long before you've noticed my presence.

[ A slight frown settles on his lips as he regards the "scribe". It's quite easy to see that he's displeased. ]

Am I bound to you as you are bound to me? If so, this bond will vex us both if we do not strive to nurture it well.

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[bemerry]

[ Of the little elf-lore that Merry knew, no elves were eternal, not really. Not if sailing across the sea counted as passing. Still, he supposed, it was eternity enough, to live through not one but three ages of men. That however, begged the question: If this was not 'home' then why had they not allleft? Not that he had wanted them to, of course. He enjoyed the company of those elves that he knew ]

You needn't, though.

[ That wasn't quite as clear as he had intended it. ]

Be weary, I mean. All the world changes around us, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. But the seasons still turn, and Iarwain Ben-adar [ He hopes he's pronouncing Tom's name right ] still roams.

'Re's not much you can do about the world changing, and you needn't mark it, for men and dwarves and we hobbits do that for ourselves, now. Or y' can leave the shadows and step out on the earth again, an' find something new worth exploring.

Treebeard says the old elves loved to talk with everything. Find someone who has a voice that can't be heard, yet.

[ It really seems all this simple to Merry. For all that he was a knight of Rohan, now, and for all that he had seen and experienced as a member of the Fellowship, he was just as contented as before, and even moreso. More vibrant and filled with joy at life, for it was a remarkable gift, meant for living to its fullest, and not continuing on because one must. ]

Have a feast because you feel like it, because the sun is shining bright and the trees seem more golden than they did yesterday. Simple pleasures. Sing because you can, and the air filling your lungs is fresh and full of green.

Or go out and dance in the rain and the storm, that you are among the elements of nature, unscathed.

[ Perhaps the problem with elves was that they dwelled too much on the past. Perhaps Merry just didn't understand elves. ]

'ts what Pippin and I do, when we think too much on all that we've lost, to remind us of all that we've gained, all that has changed for the better.

[silvertree]

[ Celeborn's weary gaze closed as he listened to the Hobbit speak. A small smile nearly settled on his lips as he envisioned the days when Elvenkind wasn't burdened by misery. Merry spoke of such days clearly, announcing for the Elves to return to such golden days in the form of celebration and not remorse. It humored him greatly that a Hobbit would be so quick to cast such words his way but he couldn't see any fault with that. ]

Had we Elves resorted to such halcyon days once more, we would be no different than Hobbits.

[ It's not very often that this happens but sometimes the Lord of Lorien can show some humor. ]

Perhaps our final days on Middle-earth could be spared of our grief and rejoiced in happiness. I have longed to enjoy the days for what they are, unblemished by the dark past that haunts us. If the chance comes to me, I shall take my wife's hand and dance with her within the glimmering shine of the moon rather than talk of ill omens.

The happiness our kind once knew has been lost but it can still be found.

[bemerry]

[ Merry thinks that my be a bit of a friendly prod, so he'll reply in like kind ]

If the elves are to aspire to be any other on this earth, then Hobbits are definitely the best choice.

[ They can even learn to smoke! Like proper individuals. ]

If the chance- Sir, if you don't mind my sayin'... if Sam 'waited' for his "chance" to "come", he'd have never up an' danced with Miss Rose. And ev'ry hobbit knows they are the sweetest pair in all the Shire.

[ He pauses, and pretends like he's taking a deep breath of his pipe. It's not quite the same, but it helps to calm down a bit and think more. ]

It won't hurt if you give that moment a little nudge.

[ And Merry is steadfastly refusing to think deeply about what he is advising the lord of Lothlorien to do with his wife, Lady Galadriel, ring bearer. ]

Happiness isn't hard to find if you've lost it. Just decide that you want it back.

[ Merry sits down on a large root and begins to swing his legs. ]

You smile, and sometimes it isn't a real one, and it's all you can do to keep it on your face, but eventually you'll remember what your smilin' for. And then it just can't seem to go away.