Hehe, I'm sure I have some unnecessary that's, but hopefully there are no completely useless ones, and the ones present should only be of the subordinate conjunction variety. But you've trained me to always be thinking about it!And my scan didn't reveal a ton of "unpardonable 'thats'" so you're safe there, too, I think..!! 🤣
I stand ready.The serious editing, let's reserve for my fantasy novel!
I might send a couple. Just a couple spots struck me like "Oh, this is nice. it might flow better and be just a little more poweerful if phrased like this.". (Just slight syntax adjustments.) Totally a matter of choice.if you do have any constructive suggestions that would be relatively easy for me to implement, please feel free to send them to me over PM
Too cute, lol.“Yay! Cuddle with Timo!” the twins cheered. They promptly burrowed themselves under the blankets next to Maitimo, and remained surprisingly still and quiet, save for the occasional giggle.
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Besides, the little twins snuggling up on either side of him filled his heart with warmth. It wasn’t long before he fell back asleep.
I liked the image this description created in my mind. It seemed like something you'd see in a movie.Unfortunately, he was a little late getting to the spot. Aranya sat by the pond, eating her meal, looking thoughtful yet vaguely disappointed as she gazed into the distance. Some of the petals from the wisteria tree fell into her hair, and her reflection in the glassy pond rippled gently under the slight breeze.
I understand this feeling myself. Though I couldn't name any specific instance where I've felt it.And as he blankly watched the soothing, repetitive motion of the rippling pond, he realized he was already counting down the hours until he could see Aranya again.
Curvo: We have caught you.“Oh, I will,” Maitimo said, relieved that this was resolved with such apparent ease. Still, he’d have to be extra watchful for any signs of sneaky little brothers next time.
Me: *looks at the events of the Silmarillion*And resist he would, slowly and quietly, until the day came where he could create a life of his own.
Yeah, the arc ends on a bit of a sad note for sure!Oh, Maitimo...so suddenly struck away from his first real friendship.
Hehehhh, that will be something! 😬I wonder if this "vision" Fëanor is so interested in will manifest as the Silmarils. And how much more jealous of his time and family and treasures will he become once they are made?
Oh really? That's so cool! I do put a decent dosage of myself into him, though he's way more outwardly giving and focused on the needs of others than I am. I live in my head a lot more than he does. But any time you see Maitimo anxious about a social interaction or wondering what people think of him, just know, that's me. 🙃 I'm not sure what in particular reminds you of your friend, but maybe I share some similarities with that person?Maitimo's word choices remind me very much of a friend of mine, especially when he's speaking to Aranya. I couldn't help sometimes hearing my friend's tone when Maitimo was talking; it made me feel a bit more fond of Maitimo than I was expecting. The elf has a lot riding on him every single day. I wonder what his father expects of him and what he sees in his eldest son.
It's kind of funny how this maturity of thinking is sort of in reverse order of their ages! And as for Curvo's request, I have @Server Room Gremlin to thank for suggesting I consider something other than my original idea. I like this way better. I realized it would make a lot of sense for little Atarinkë to (a) want to hoard information for his own amusement and (b) want to understand the mind of Fëanor better.I found Curvo, Moryo and Tyelko's demands very interesting, and very peculiar to themselves. Tyelko, not yet mature enough to even fully realize the seriousness of Maitimo's secret, asks for desserts or his heart's dream, pursuing only his own fulfillment in the moment.
Moryo, a little more experienced, understand money can buy him a lot, especially if he stretches it out, and so asks for something with multiple applications. His mind is already looking beyond just this conversation.
Curvo, meanwhile, has long ago saw beyond this conversation and looks into what he can truly use. Maitimo's secret seems to matter little to him compared with what he can get from it. What information Fëanor wanted his eldest to write essays about may give Curvo an edge against or above his brothers in the long run, or a means of getting closer to or understanding his father better. Curvo is much like Fëanor, more so than his siblings, and I imagine he wants to understand his father very much. He wants to learn and grow and be like his father. Hence his complaint to Laurë and Maitimo about their assumptions regarding Fëanor's starting the argument with their uncle.
Things will be revealed in due time in the Interlude and Arc 2, though you may have to be patient, as not all of it gets revealed right away.I wonder what will happen when Aranya finds that note. I think she'll believe Maitmo was telling the truth. But how will they be able to meet again when Maitmo will be so far away now? And with Nerdanel and the twins absent from them, how will Fëanor take a larger role in his children's lives? Has he decided the time has come to teach them something? Only the next chapter and beyond shall tell us.
Thanks, I struggle with including sensory descriptions. I would live entirely in the characters' heads if I let myself. so I'm glad this one helped make the mental picture clear to you.I liked the image this description created in my mind. It seemed like something you'd see in a movie.
By "this feeling," are you referring to the sense of basically killing time while you wait for something you've been looking forward to?I understand this feeling myself. Though I couldn't name any specific instance where I've felt it.
Yes, exactly! That's ultimately what kicked off their connection and bond. Yes, there is some surface-level attraction (any romantic relationship has to have it) but the real basis of their affection for each other relates to feeling seen and understood by each other, and feeling like the other person is a breath of fresh air relative to their normal lives.The conversation between the two of them here is very striking. It stands out to me.
At first reading, it was in the sense of surprise or confusion. Things are moving very fast between them, and they both appear to have strong feelings of some sort towards each other already.
But subsequently, it grew on me. They find in each other a sort of 'island' of peace away from the monotony and struggles of their daily lives. A shared understanding. Some shared interests. The pressure to perform is removed, and they are able to share more of their unfiltered thoughts.
It shows them both that things can be different, and it brings a sense of joy and hope. And it is no wonder they are looking forward to seeing each other again.
Maitimo: That boring stuff? Okay!Curvo: We have caught you.
Maitimo: 😳🤦♂️
Curvo: I want to read your essays.
Maitimo: ????????
R u sure?? R U SURE???!!
To quote Anakin from Star Wars, "It's only because of your training!"If I may say so, your wiiting is certainly maturing. The chapter is also done almost completely sans "that' - a pleasure to read for the Ent..!
Yeah, sort of. 'Counting down the hours'. Like there's something which is a bright spot in my life and I'm looking forward to the next time it will happen, thinking about it every day, since it's captured my attention above everything else.By "this feeling," are you referring to the sense of basically killing time while you wait for something you've been looking forward to?
We miss you too. Life's just not the same without our soft and warm biggest bro. >_>“Yes, I know. If it weren’t for them, you’d be riding home today along with the rest of your brothers, after having spent many weeks there, and I wouldn’t have seen you today, or hardly at all… And I know how you hate Formenos, as much as you miss your brothers.”
Curvo: And she is right. ;3She told him his face was too easy to read, and he bared his heart for everyone to see.
I particularly liked this part, and the sort of melancholy tone of it. It's also a wonderful thing when you start wondering what another person thinks about certain things. It speaks to how much they mean to you.Looking into Aranya’s deep brown eyes as she chatted about her day in the healing halls, Maitimo wondered if she had any idea of these thoughts. If she knew he was thinking of her that way. If she thought in such a way about him. But while his situation was so uncertain, he couldn’t afford to get her hopes up.
Aww, this is so cute!! 🥺 His personality is definitely warm too, and I tend to use warmth as imagery when describing him.We miss you too. Life's just not the same without our soft and warm biggest bro. >_>
(For context: Curufin likes warm and soft/fluffy things, and when he was little, Maedhros felt like this to him, with the red of his hair adding to the impression of warmth. It was a good first impression, I guess.)
If only they both knew what the other was thinking! Aranya would probably faint if she knew Maitimo was thinking about this stuff!!I particularly liked this part, and the sort of melancholy tone of it. It's also a wonderful thing when you start wondering what another person thinks about certain things. It speaks to how much they mean to you.
Mairanya for life!! And yeah, I mean, the Prologue of this story definitely reveals stuff from hundreds of years later, so you already know it's gonna be a while before anything happens... if ever.Maitimo is growing up! I am proud of our red-headed young councillor, rising in strength of both mind and tongue into someone who holds aspects of both his parents in his person. I do feel sorry for him and Aranya, though. Their relationship is so very precious and must be preserved!! (Though your other works make me fear no official relationship will ever really come from it.)
Hmm, it's definitely a debate worth having. I'd argue Maitimo really does wear his heart on his sleeve, and this can be to his detriment in politics. But how much he's really doing that, versus how much Aranya can perceive just because she knows him, that is definitely debatable. (And this is one of the things I love most about writing! Using a character's limited POV, tainted with their own biases and worldview, so that the reader is not getting the full story. The Silmarillion itself is like this. There is lots of missing information since we only know what the House of Elrond knows.)I wonder how open Maitimo really is, or if Aranya is just capable at reading the hearts of others. Being a councillor and being in politics requires a certain skill in the art of "poker-face", I think. So my conclusion is Aranya has grown very good at reading Maitimo's expressions above others who look at him.
Hehe! Some interesting things regarding that are coming up very soon!I was particularly happy at Maitimo's management of the fearful horse. Patience and careful handling produced a confident, tame steed ready to obey his master's call...except when Aranya is involved XD
It does somewhat follow a Tolkienian theme though. Beren and Lúthien were a rather uneven match in the eyes of Lúthien's family.In one sense, a very, very distant sense, I get it. A prince marries in his own social circle, both to bring honor to his House and to maintain his familial position. Bringing someone from the lower social classes into the highest-ranking one only happens in fairy tales, or among very radically-minded royals. So Maitimo wanting to marry Aranya is unthinkable, and vice versa.
BUT THEY LOVE EACH OTHER AND THEY'RE GOOD FOR EACH OTHER.
Ooh boy are you in for a ride! (This is a comment regarding everything you mentioned.)Empathy had a couple smacks for me this chapter. Aranya's feelings for Maitimo being so baldly exposed and rejected like that by an authority figure...ouch. I had the urge to hustle the healer away from Aranya and to make her leave the girl alone. At the same time, though...I knew why the matter was being brought up.
I don't agree, however, Aranya should not have been brought in at all! Things would have been much messier without her, healer chief what's-her-name!
And then the accident. There's gotta be more to the story than Tyelko told. Something about the way he was reacting bugged me the entire time. It felt like he was holding something back, especially when he hesitated to reveal how he'd helped his brother and the way he grumbled about the horse Maitimo loved. Fëanor, I understood, but Tyelko...or maybe I'm just wrong.
The last smack came in hardest. Aranya and Maitimo won't ever be able to have a real relationship together while Fëanor and Nerdanel remain heads of the House of Fëanor. And even when Maitimo is of age, what then? Will his mother try to find him a wife? Because he won't be able to love her, and that will be an unfair fate for the poor elf lady. But no matter what, neither parent would ever approve a lowly healer marrying their eldest son.
In one sense, a very, very distant sense, I get it. A prince marries in his own social circle, both to bring honor to his House and to maintain his familial position. Bringing someone from the lower social classes into the highest-ranking one only happens in fairy tales, or among very radically-minded royals. So Maitimo wanting to marry Aranya is unthinkable, and vice versa.
BUT THEY LOVE EACH OTHER AND THEY'RE GOOD FOR EACH OTHER.
Bah.
Stupid, stupid, painful tension.
Bah.
I genuinely enjoyed the chapter. Very bittersweet.
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