Server Room Gremlin
a.k.a. Curufin the Crafty
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Yayyy, another chapter! I was pleasantly surprised to see this notification pop up this morning. :3
...Many emotions were stirred up by this one. What a coincidence that it happens to have a significant focus on Maedhros' recovery from Thangorodrim, and the lingering effects of his torment. Much like the drawing I most recently completed. 🙃 Our poor Nelyo is going through it this month!
And indeed, it seems to be a constant problem throughout Maitimo's life that he and Aranya are inconveniently separated by ill chances and strange fates. >:I
... 🥁
Me when reading about potential side effects of strong medicines: no thank u, I'd rather suffer 🫡
That part hit me for some reason. I'm like... why do I know what that kind of situation is like? From both Maitimo's perspective and that of the others? And the 'pretending' part in particular. I have some guesses, but probably better not to think too hard about it. I do seem to have some weird gaps in my memory that aren't just 'I forgot, cause it was a long time ago', but rather reject my attempts to reach them. And probably for a good reason.
It's an effective way of showing what that period of time in Maitimo's life was like. It shows it very impactfully in such a short/brief scene. 😞
And like... "two days". You can't measure the severity of your situation solely with mere length of time! You briefly died, bruh. I think they'd expect you to feel bad, and want to help you. Especially as in some ways, the torment on Thangorodrim and the recovery from it has in fact made you more sensitive and reduced your tolerance for some things ('but the shadow of his pain was in his heart...').
You're not tough all through, and you still need help sometimes, even if it's understandably hard to believe that others could possibly be able to give it, thanks to your terribly unfortunate experiences during your recovery (e.g. in that particular intruding memory quoted above).
His emotions are too great, his thoughts are in disarray, and he cannot face his dear brother long enough to be able to help him in some way. And he blames himself for not rescuing his brother, which is an additional uncomfortable weight, driving the thorns of his distress deeper.
Maedhros doesn't stop Maedhrosing... even when his body isn't working properly. 🫠
Wish I could comfort Tyelko now. It is no fault of his that he is not who Maitimo would prefer during a time like this. It is simply due to the way different people's personalities interact with each other. There are definitely many situations where Curvo would be most reassured by Tyelko's presence, rather than anyone else. And it is no failure of anyone else in the family that Curvo in Valinor usually preferred to go to Fëanor for comfort and advice. No one person can get along perfectly with everyone at all times. But Tyelko is discouraged by the fact that his presence is, more often than not, less appreciated than that of others. 🥺
...Many emotions were stirred up by this one. What a coincidence that it happens to have a significant focus on Maedhros' recovery from Thangorodrim, and the lingering effects of his torment. Much like the drawing I most recently completed. 🙃 Our poor Nelyo is going through it this month!
First of all, phew. I too am glad they were successfully able to find and administer the antidote. Everyone needs a rest now. >_< It's been a lot for all of them to handle.Now that the tea was fully brewed and cooled to a safe temperature, Elion poured a cup of it and brought it over to Celegorm and Maedhros. Kneeling beside them, he took Maedhros' pulse and frowned. It was racing again. This antidote was not ready a moment too soon, then. However, it wouldn't work instantly, so they would still have to keep careful watch over him. Elion held the cup to Maedhros' lips, and he sipped it. Thankfully, there was some immediate relief for him as his heart slowed a little, but there was still a long way to go.
Lómion would have laughed with relief if he weren’t so exhausted. His shoulders sagged and he fell to his knees as the strength and adrenaline left his body.
...Kitten Juice!Not for the first time, Maitimo wished Aranya were here. She had better medicines than poppy milk: strong herbs the other healers didn’t exactly approve of, which brought happy hallucinations rather than nightmarish visions. But more importantly, she was skilled in creating breathing mists, and soothing the mind with her powerful songs.
And indeed, it seems to be a constant problem throughout Maitimo's life that he and Aranya are inconveniently separated by ill chances and strange fates. >:I
... 🥁
Same, honestly.Some of Maitimo’s anxiety began to fade, now that the antidote was helping lower his heart rate. And he was relieved to have gotten his way in not being put back to sleep. His limbs felt heavy with exhaustion and his pain was creeping back up, but he'd take that any day over the awful nightmares induced by the strong substance.
Me when reading about potential side effects of strong medicines: no thank u, I'd rather suffer 🫡
Oof. *screws face up*A memory suddenly and loudly intruded into his mind. He was back at Lake Mithrim, in that tent where he had spent many wretched months unable to move. His face was buried in a pillow. He was screaming at the top of his lungs.
He also recalled Finno, Laurë and Aranya entering his tent after he fell silent, all three of them pale and trembling and teary-eyed, rattled to the core by his unearthly and agonized screams. They all pretended they hadn’t heard his screaming. He pretended he didn’t know they knew about it. It was better for everyone that way.
That part hit me for some reason. I'm like... why do I know what that kind of situation is like? From both Maitimo's perspective and that of the others? And the 'pretending' part in particular. I have some guesses, but probably better not to think too hard about it. I do seem to have some weird gaps in my memory that aren't just 'I forgot, cause it was a long time ago', but rather reject my attempts to reach them. And probably for a good reason.
It's an effective way of showing what that period of time in Maitimo's life was like. It shows it very impactfully in such a short/brief scene. 😞
Ah, come on now bro. Just because you are able to, doesn't necessarily mean it's the best thing.Though Maitimo was still struggling to maintain control over his mind, he shoved the thought away. As bad as his current situation was, it still wasn't nearly as bad as Thangorodrim. This was only two days of damage, where Thangorodrim had been thirty years of it. It wasn't worth disturbing Tyelko and certainly not Lómion with any unsettling screams or cries, or even just muttering in his sleep. He could, and would, endure this as quietly as possible.
And like... "two days". You can't measure the severity of your situation solely with mere length of time! You briefly died, bruh. I think they'd expect you to feel bad, and want to help you. Especially as in some ways, the torment on Thangorodrim and the recovery from it has in fact made you more sensitive and reduced your tolerance for some things ('but the shadow of his pain was in his heart...').
You're not tough all through, and you still need help sometimes, even if it's understandably hard to believe that others could possibly be able to give it, thanks to your terribly unfortunate experiences during your recovery (e.g. in that particular intruding memory quoted above).
Poor soft-hearted Tyelko. 🥺Tyelko stuttered helplessly in his attempt to answer his brother's question. He knew he had not been as... involved as he should have during Maitimo's recovery process after he had finally returned to them. But one look at his battered, scarred up, skeletal body was enough for Tyelko to leave Maitimo’s tent and take refuge in his own tent to cry his heart out.
It took him a while after that to be able to visit his brother, although it didn't mean Curvo and Kano hadn't tried their hardest to convince him. And when he finally did, it was only because his brother had been in a much better shape than he had arrived. But his visits were for the times when Nelyo had been unconscious and never when he was awake. He couldn't bear to look into Maitimo's eyes without the guilt building up in his throat and tearing up.
His emotions are too great, his thoughts are in disarray, and he cannot face his dear brother long enough to be able to help him in some way. And he blames himself for not rescuing his brother, which is an additional uncomfortable weight, driving the thorns of his distress deeper.
I wonder what Tyelko fears so much about telling Maitimo that he witnessed him having nightmares. Perhaps he doesn't want Maitimo to know that he was visiting him only when he was asleep/unconscious, because it might hurt his feelings or make him feel bad about things he had no control over? And maybe there is shame that he didn't stay there to help Maitimo himself after the nightmares.And these dreams of Thangorodrim were much more frequent than Tyelko liked, even back then.
The only thing he could do was alert Aranya or Laurë or Finno, or in the rare times they were not available, Moryo, so they could help him calm down from the fear of his nightmares. But he couldn't tell him any of that. If he did, then he had to answer the rest of Nelyo's question, which he couldn't bring himself to do now. Perhaps never.
*pat pats bro's overactive anxious brain*Maitimo still looked a bit suspicious but didn't question him any further. Despite being dazed and exhausted, he could still somewhat manage to read Tyelko’s emotional cues. Something about this didn’t seem right… but what? Here he was overthinking again... he couldn't seem to stop doing it, even when his mind was mush.
Maedhros doesn't stop Maedhrosing... even when his body isn't working properly. 🫠
Ooh... 😬 That part's a bit uncomfortable to read, after what we've just learned about Tyelko's feelings and actions during Maitimo's recovery.He paused there, unsure how far he wanted to continue. Tyelko had been kinder than expected these past few hours, so Maitimo didn’t want to burden him with too much. If it were Finno or Laurë or Aranya, he wouldn’t have hesitated to confide in one of them, but Tyelko had never really played that role in Maitimo’s life.
...A relatable thought process there. The truth is better for you than anything else, but it can be a hard thing to face. And indeed, regarding many things, 'there but for the grace of God go I'."That... that could have happened to you; I'm not going to lie. But it didn't. And I think it's a good thing to keep in mind in case of... other nightmares you may have in the future." He hoped his sincere words, though blunt, would bring his brother as much peace as the more hopeful words of others.
Maitimo nodded grimly. It didn't reassure him to hear his brother agree that this dark concoction of his mind was not an impossibility, but what had he expected? It had actually happened to Elves long ago, and who was he to think that he was in any way superior to them— physically, intellectually or morally?
These thoughts in his troubled mind were too complex for him to even begin to voice in his pain and exhaustion, so he said nothing more about it.
Now poor Tyelko's self-doubt is creeping in again, his feelings of being 'no-one's favourite', of not being good enough, of being hard to live with... 🥺Seeing a dark look come to Maitimo’s eyes as he fell silent, Tyelko thought over the last few words he had spoken, cursing himself for every word out of his mouth coming out as either too awkward or too harsh. Why couldn't he just comfort his brother in his distress like a normal person?
He sighed. Thinking about it, it made sense why between him and Findekáno, it was his cousin Nelyo liked more. He didn't doubt his brother's love for him, but Maitimo had always had a soft spot for the first son of Nolofinwë.
Who wouldn't? Friendly and easygoing he might have been, but much like Nelyo, he had always been the voice of reason during many arguments. And he didn't make people work hard to love him. Not like Tyelko.
Even if Maitimo had the patience of a saint, it didn't mean he enjoyed being one. And Tyelko had tested his patience enough throughout… well… all his life.
Oh no...And yet he couldn't reassure Tyelko that his words were untrue. Maitimo did long for his oldest brother or favorite cousin or his closest healer because they were all so warm and compassionate. But that didn't mean he didn't appreciate Tyelko being here and helping the way he did.
"Please... don't talk like that," he said with a sigh. "You are here, and I'm very grateful for it."
The long pause Nelyo took was enough for Tyelko to know he had been thinking the same thing as him. He couldn't say he blamed him but it still hurt.
Wish I could comfort Tyelko now. It is no fault of his that he is not who Maitimo would prefer during a time like this. It is simply due to the way different people's personalities interact with each other. There are definitely many situations where Curvo would be most reassured by Tyelko's presence, rather than anyone else. And it is no failure of anyone else in the family that Curvo in Valinor usually preferred to go to Fëanor for comfort and advice. No one person can get along perfectly with everyone at all times. But Tyelko is discouraged by the fact that his presence is, more often than not, less appreciated than that of others. 🥺
Ah... and this chapter ends on a somewhat tense emotional note. From this, I suspect that things will not get easier on the emotional front, and further complications will arise. But poor Maitimo doesn't have the brain to deal with it, even if he wants to. He needs rest. *gives bro a little gentle hug*Again, something about Tyelkormo’s words made Maitimo feel uneasy, but he couldn’t decipher the warnings of his intuition. Tyelko almost sounded… hurt. Bitter, or perhaps slightly angry. If Maitimo were a little stronger right now, both physically and in fëa, he would have tried to ask some questions and dig at the heart of what was going on. Had he hurt Tyelko or made him feel unloved somehow? What was going on?