Curufin, son of Fëanor (
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Mission Vision -- very early in the morning of Imagination Day 6 [Video]
[ Curufin falls out of his bunk, as usual when waking from a mission vision. CRASH! He hits the floor, his blankets entangled with his legs, his right shoulder striking the floor with a thud. Luckily Elves don't break bones easily, but his shoulder is going to hurt. He scrambles to the ICP. ]
Wouldn't you know it, I've just had another prophetic dream. [ He shakes his head and drags his hand through his disordered black hair. ]
Didn't like the looks of this one, either.
I was in a jungle, and it was pleasant enough. Sun shining down through the branches, forest sounds, nice. But suddenly the light intensified, and something seemed wrong with it. I ran to the next clearing and gazed up at the sky, and what I saw was ominous. The sky had turned a glaring dark red and was getting darker by the moment. And then everything grew still, as though the world had stopped. I did not have time to react to that, or wonder what it meant. Abruptly the ground shook under my feet, and the dust rose, and there was fire everywhere, and I heard screams, screams, and more screams. And then I woke up.
Damn if this doesn't seem to me like another candidate for an aborted mission! What the hell happens to the mission world? Is it self-destructing, or is it attacked by unknown forces? Or is this some simple natural disaster?
[ Still shaking his head. He grabs for his jacket and pulls it on. ]
Did anybody else have this dream? Or any variation of this dream?
Wouldn't you know it, I've just had another prophetic dream. [ He shakes his head and drags his hand through his disordered black hair. ]
Didn't like the looks of this one, either.
I was in a jungle, and it was pleasant enough. Sun shining down through the branches, forest sounds, nice. But suddenly the light intensified, and something seemed wrong with it. I ran to the next clearing and gazed up at the sky, and what I saw was ominous. The sky had turned a glaring dark red and was getting darker by the moment. And then everything grew still, as though the world had stopped. I did not have time to react to that, or wonder what it meant. Abruptly the ground shook under my feet, and the dust rose, and there was fire everywhere, and I heard screams, screams, and more screams. And then I woke up.
Damn if this doesn't seem to me like another candidate for an aborted mission! What the hell happens to the mission world? Is it self-destructing, or is it attacked by unknown forces? Or is this some simple natural disaster?
[ Still shaking his head. He grabs for his jacket and pulls it on. ]
Did anybody else have this dream? Or any variation of this dream?
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[ She says gravely ]
He is a kind and generous heart. But a broken bond is a terrible thing to endure.
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[ He smiles at her with all the kindness in his heart. ]
I know. I've had broken bonds in the past, and I've endured that experience. I'm trying to focus on the value of love, even if it isn't permanent. And on simply on remaining hopeful. I'm proud to be his lover, to be the receiver of love from that kind and generous heart.
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I know. My Atarinke has grown up so well! But I worry.
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I'm happy that you're proud of me, of who I've become. You're the best mother I could ever imagine having, and I think you ought to take some of the credit for how I've grown up. And I know, you worry about me. No parent wants to see their child unhappy, not for any reason. [ Hug. ]
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No. [ She agrees ]
You all grew up far too quickly for me.
Want to wrap this thread?
We parents understand sorrow from our own experiences, and we know that our children will experience it too. But that doesn't mean we don't want them to be an exception to the rule! [ Stars of Varda! How true that was in the case of Curufin and Celebrimbor! But he could neither prevent his son from experiencing trouble and sorrow nor because of the Oath could he prevent himself from being one of the causes of grief. ]
I know. It would be a very different life, if children remained children as long as their parents needed them to be. [ Sweet smile, with just a little mischief in it. ] You'd still have seven little rascals running about the house, giving you completely unbelievable excuses for their pranks.
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[ She smiles at him ]
There are definite advantages to you growing up, tis true.