The world has changed but some things have not. Nations have come and gone, rising to great empires and tumbling just as swiftly, but Nations are part of their people, after all. A Nation may vanish into history, but what of those whose people do not? In this modern Age there is no room for a Gondor or an Arnor, but what of Mirkwood, now Eryn Lasgalen? Surely not all the Silvan have gone?
The world has changed, but here and there, its elder children remain. England remembers the scarred hands and grey eyes of Maglor as one of his caretakers, although he never sees fit to mention to anyone the fact that the Elves of his stories are perhaps a little more real than anyone else realises. Maglor travels, in any case. He may not be in England, the land he now identifies as home, for centuries. So he never mentions it to France. Besides. As much as he suspects, he still does not know what France is.
So perhaps one day France will hear it, a voice that Arafinwe once knew very well. The man on the corner singing is dressed like any other street vagrant, in blue jeans and a warm jacket, dark hair worn long and tied in a messy ponytail, he could be anyone at all.
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Date: 2015-03-15 08:19 am (UTC)The world has changed, but here and there, its elder children remain. England remembers the scarred hands and grey eyes of Maglor as one of his caretakers, although he never sees fit to mention to anyone the fact that the Elves of his stories are perhaps a little more real than anyone else realises. Maglor travels, in any case. He may not be in England, the land he now identifies as home, for centuries. So he never mentions it to France. Besides. As much as he suspects, he still does not know what France is.
So perhaps one day France will hear it, a voice that Arafinwe once knew very well. The man on the corner singing is dressed like any other street vagrant, in blue jeans and a warm jacket, dark hair worn long and tied in a messy ponytail, he could be anyone at all.