"if death is to be feared, i was born to be fearless."
[[ LOTR RP OC ]]
[[ a maia of mandos ]]
[[ lit/mirror descriptive ]]
[[ mv/ms ]]
[[ mature themes ]]
another stitch of #lilbutton
@wavesrefuge + not directly live within Valinor," he replied cautiously. "I am Firiëcáno. I serve in the halls of Mandos."
He made no move whatsoever to shake the offered hand. It was clear he was intensely awkward and had no idea why Salmar was even holding the hand out to him.
@wavesrefuge Firiëcáno visibly tensed at the physical contact as color rose in his cheeks. His eyes focused on the sand and lapping surf at his feet before darting to examine the hand offered to him.
"I do not believe there is a need to apologize, as most would not recognize me, as I do +
@maiaofnature Firiëcáno thought about it for a moment before just quietly shaking his head no.
"No. I don't think he would," he said softly, his eyes sad. "It is what it is, though. He's gone. We're here. It's the way life is. It ends."
But unlike s o m e Maia, he's not going to go running in tears back to his Ainur about it.
Though this is precisely why he's rarely seen outside of the halls.
"Are..." S w a l l o w . He never had these problems with other Maia, primarily because he rarely sees anyone and it's his job to be on his own. "Are you okay...?"