Spinning Compass Network

[Filtered; Fingon]
I did not want to wake you. You have slept peacefully and I had no desire to interrupt it. And so I thought simply to leave a message.

I have changed. You see it, don't you?

I don't know of what I speak. I have learned a thing or two from your brother's Vanya, and none of it is very good.

What bothers me is that I do not feel bad for it. I regret the things I have done for their necessity, but not the doing. Am I so corrupt.

[Filtered to Turgon]

Would you come dance with me by the sea?

The stars are singing.

[Filtered to Maedhros]

Sara tells me that after Gondolin falls, my daughter and her husband, and their child, go to the Havens of Sirion and there meet up with the refugees from Doriath. They have a Silmaril. You attack and slaughter them, driving my granddaughter-in-law to the sea and kidnapping my grandson's twin sons.

The sunrise is such a marvelous thing!

When your heart is sore, and the world seems sad, sometimes I think it is best to just...escape from it all and let your fëa be filled with all the beauties of Arda. Watching such profound and poignant beauty brings me such hope, and really helps me to see the world as it should be, instead of how it is. Maybe that's my artistic heart, maybe it's the fact that sunrises are so new to me. Maybe it's the fact that every day, as one of the Eldar, my heart is touched so intimately by the beauties of the earth that few humans even take the time to see.

Blessed be to Eru, for bringing such beauty, such color and such glory to life, and allowing me to see it.

My heart feels lighter already.

So my amazingly hot fiancé threw down the gauntlet. Here I am saying very loudly and very publicly that John Mitchell is the love of my life and yes I am happy to be engaged again, because I'm engaged to him...so there

And because damn it I'm not letting him win...

So guys, truth is, I don't like Annie. I mean she's beautiful and funny. She's very kind and god, she has a good heart. But Jesus, she highlights her lists with markers. I mean what kind of person does that? I mean she's close to perfect but you know... there are just some things you simply can't overlook. I mean she can't even fill a pint of beer. She wasted my alcohol and ruined my apron. So, yeah, I might love her and I couldn't imagine myself living without her but it was my fucking beer. Aj's beer.

Tell me, how am I supposed to like that woman and spend all of eternity with her? I'm Irish, I need my fucking alcohol. What's next? Burn my fags? I mean I would tear this place down to shreds for her, I would fight the scariest monsters, walk five thousand miles or go to fucking purgatory for her. But you know there's only so much a man can take.

Thanks for lending me your ears or rather eyes,

Mitchell