I don’t even care if it’s macaroni, ramen or those little bowls you stick in the microwave. Please, I need reassurance that most of the population on tumblr WOULDN’T STARVE TO DEATH if their parents couldn’t fix them food or they couldn’t go out to eat.
@spring-into-arda (308 words)
My first thought on seeing that one of the prompts this time was the song "Ashes" by the Longest Johns was that this was a great prompt for Elrond and Numenor; the talk about worshipping the ashes really seems to fit with later stage Numenor and tending to the flame of life and hope is a very Elrond thing.
(Okay, my very first thought when I saw that one of the prompts was a song link was an irrational certainty that it was a Rick Roll. Tumblr has made me paranoid.)
. . .
It was a hard thing to visit Numenor now. He had seen it when it was green and golden; to see it slowly crumble into ash was a hard thing.
It was elves who were supposed to be most tempted by memory and its traces of old glories; to see Men so enthralled by their own past, their own dead, felt unnatural. Elrond had known these faces when the lifeblood was still bright in their cheeks. He did not mind seeing them captured in stone, but to see more care expended on these remnants than on the ever fewer children whose voices echoed down the cold streets - it disturbed him.
There was not much he could do. The kings of Numenor did not like an elf telling them their business.
Even if the one doing so was, even now, not quite an elf.
There had been a time -
But he turned his mind firmly from memory. He could do no good there.
He could do some good here in the poorest quarter of the city in the market corner where a host of anxious mothers with infants who had caught the fever plaguing the city had gathered because they had heard he could help.
It was a good reminder that there was still some new life in the city.
“Hello, little one,” he said softly to the first squalling little one that was placed in his arms. “Let me see what is amiss. Should you like to hear a song while I do?”
It was an old song, good for soothing fevers and children alike.
He had sung it long ago to some who were now immortalized in ever more elaborate stone. He could lose himself in grief for that if he let himself.
He could.
He would not, so long as there were more children to tend.
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Reading The Lion, The Witch & The Wardrobe with my son on Easter Tuesday and he was so shocked and confused and bereft when Aslan died. Then we had to stop for a very gloomy lunch before we could read the next chapter, and it hit me that he was getting a better understanding than anything we could have taught him about what the disciples went through on Easter Saturday. I mean, we had just been talking about it three days earlier, but of course when you know there's a happy ending coming, you don't really feel it. And Aslan was finally here, after all this hope and expectation, and he was meant to make everything all right again 😭 He'd even already made the connection to Jesus when the witch's gang were kicking and hitting and jeering at Aslan, but he never in his wildest dreams thought he would become alive again! The joy and wonder and absolute glee he felt in the next chapter — he figured it out just before it happened because he cottoned onto the homage — preached the whole thing more eloquently than I could ever have hoped. And oof, if I didn't feel it all with him, too, as if for the first time ❤️ Well played, Mr Lewis, well played.
Also yesterday I caught him saying "I say!" so a positive experience all round 😃
I do want a new adaptation of Howl's moving Castle with Sophie's world being a fairy tale world with dresses that looks vaguely medieval and parodies and/or actual characters that might be referencing other fairy tales in the background (like during May day when Sophie is out for the first time in months, you could see a little girl in red with a basket going ✨ somewhere ✨in the background)
...and then you get to Howl's and some of his clothes are a bit off and he is actually using a very modern pen and if we are modernizing it, there is a phone lying around there or you can see the video games he is making for his nephew in the background but you just put it as fun world building still until you get hit in the face with steel chair with the Wales reveal.
I think it would be fun !
“They don’t deserve the grace of God!”
Neither did you.
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The first verse of What Child is This but over a painting of the Pieta
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