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[castintoflames]

Madness makes our spirits burn brightly.

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[so_dark_a_road]

[ It's been a long time. His spirit went wandering after his death, and he does not always have full memory or cognition of where he has been. And yet he's more than a spirit, now. ]

Aye.

[ He sees his brother there. This seems a vision that is too good to be true, and yet there is nothing false about it. He draws nearer, wary but with some hope.]

[castintoflames]

(The Halls of Mandos are confusing - dark, twisted and a good match for the wreck his mind has become. Maedhros wanders as a spirit when it suits him, but he never expects to find...family.

A brother. Surely this is some kind of trick?)

Curufinwë, do my eyes deceive me?

[so_dark_a_road]

[ Damn! He's back in the Halls of Mandos! Space must be curved, because it's retuned him to this shadowy place after he escaped it. At least, he thinks that's what happened. Maybe he was never here in the first place. Maybe he's elsewhere and dreaming. Who knows? ]

Maitimo.... [ At the sound of his elder brother's voice, and at the sound of his own voice swiftly answering, he feels his heart lurch alarmingly. So many years of his life he was beyond the reach of human feeling, and yet now, it is very much otherwise. ]

No, it's really me. Is it really you?

[ He is dressed in black armor, and bears the same weapons as he carried when they saw each other last -- in the Caves of Menegroth. ]