They are easily capable of speech, and of greater Craft than that I might wield.
[ that is the first message. he pauses a moment before writing beneath. ]
I hesitate to explain the following to you, being that there is so much room for misunderstanding, but I will make an effort.
When Ilúvatar [ and for this he writes beautifully, delicate curving script, no common at all. ] sang the Great Music, he created the Ainur [ this he ecks out phonetically. ] The Valar [ again, written phonetically. ] were the fourteen most powerful, the firstborn of the One's thought. Later were born the Maiar [ you know the drill. ] who were less powerful, but still great enough to prove stronger and more clever than most of the elves.
The Valar ought to have numbered fifteen, but one turned from the path. I will not name him here; I will refer to him simply as the Foe. He ventured into the Void in search of that which makes us alive, the thing that gives us free will and the ability to make choices. He sought to have it for himself, though he did not find it. When the Music was sung, he in anger and in hatred sung in Discord with the Music. He was strong. None of the Valar were seduced, but some of the Maiar fell prey. They were twisted with hatred and rage into many things- dark things. Things that existed only to bring pain and foulness into the world.
One of these things were dragons; foul serpents of greed, of fire and ice and stone. An elf can heal from almost any wound, but dragon-fire is foul enough to scar forever, or at least until that elf is rebodied.
[ he needs to switch to a second page at this point. ]
The Ainur do not see sex as we do. They cannot beget children with their own kind though they may wed. Only one Maia has ever loved an elf, and I suspect she took a female form to please her husband, or even confined herself to a form at all. They chose a form for themselves upon hearing the Music and seeing what plans Ilúvatar had for the world, and he modeled elves upon himself. They made themselves look like us who Ilúvatar had crafted to look like them. But I do not believe dragons wed- I had not asked- and when I have seen them during my life I had other priorities than checking to see if they had sex organs.
But yes, they do speak freely, and being Maia, if corrupted, have minds far more finely tuned than any mortal, and many elves.
It is strange to see them here, so stupid and so easily slain, and breeding so freely.
plucky is a noble and inimitable bird.
[ that is the first message. he pauses a moment before writing beneath. ]
I hesitate to explain the following to you, being that there is so much room for misunderstanding, but I will make an effort.
When Ilúvatar [ and for this he writes beautifully, delicate curving script, no common at all. ] sang the Great Music, he created the Ainur [ this he ecks out phonetically. ] The Valar [ again, written phonetically. ] were the fourteen most powerful, the firstborn of the One's thought. Later were born the Maiar [ you know the drill. ] who were less powerful, but still great enough to prove stronger and more clever than most of the elves.
The Valar ought to have numbered fifteen, but one turned from the path. I will not name him here; I will refer to him simply as the Foe. He ventured into the Void in search of that which makes us alive, the thing that gives us free will and the ability to make choices. He sought to have it for himself, though he did not find it. When the Music was sung, he in anger and in hatred sung in Discord with the Music. He was strong. None of the Valar were seduced, but some of the Maiar fell prey. They were twisted with hatred and rage into many things- dark things. Things that existed only to bring pain and foulness into the world.
One of these things were dragons; foul serpents of greed, of fire and ice and stone. An elf can heal from almost any wound, but dragon-fire is foul enough to scar forever, or at least until that elf is rebodied.
[ he needs to switch to a second page at this point. ]
The Ainur do not see sex as we do. They cannot beget children with their own kind though they may wed. Only one Maia has ever loved an elf, and I suspect she took a female form to please her husband, or even confined herself to a form at all. They chose a form for themselves upon hearing the Music and seeing what plans Ilúvatar had for the world, and he modeled elves upon himself. They made themselves look like us who Ilúvatar had crafted to look like them. But I do not believe dragons wed- I had not asked- and when I have seen them during my life I had other priorities than checking to see if they had sex organs.
But yes, they do speak freely, and being Maia, if corrupted, have minds far more finely tuned than any mortal, and many elves.
It is strange to see them here, so stupid and so easily slain, and breeding so freely.