Forever stubborn. But, even in that, in memory, they were so very alike. France nodded slowly, understanding clear in his gaze before he finally pulls back and mutely returns to cooking. Just a little longer, and they'd have their meal.
Part of a nation's duty was to remember. Every painful little detail, no matter how joyous or heart breaking they ended. And if Maglor ever visited his mansion, and saw his storage rooms, he'd know. Rooms that no one went into but France.
Paintings of faces and scenes that did not belong to the world of the present. But that Maglor would know.
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Forever stubborn. But, even in that, in memory, they were so very alike. France nodded slowly, understanding clear in his gaze before he finally pulls back and mutely returns to cooking. Just a little longer, and they'd have their meal.
Part of a nation's duty was to remember. Every painful little detail, no matter how joyous or heart breaking they ended. And if Maglor ever visited his mansion, and saw his storage rooms, he'd know. Rooms that no one went into but France.
Paintings of faces and scenes that did not belong to the world of the present. But that Maglor would know.