In the screenwriters’ and actor’s commentary/interviews for Lord of the Rings, they say they portrayed Legolas as an immortal elf who’s always lived among immortal elves, who has never encountered death or grief before.
His “arc” in Lord of the Rings is about confronting death for the first time in his immortal life, and struggling to understand it.
But like…Legolas must be so confused by the idea of death??? Because everyone who “dies” keep coming back????
Legolas: So when is Boromir coming back? Aragorn: Legolas…Boromir’s dead. Legolas: Gandalf was dead. He’s back. Aragorn: That’s different— Legolas: You fell off that cliff, and you came back. Aragorn: But I wasn’t really— Legolas: Merry and Pippin were dead, but they came back. Aragorn: But they– Legolas: *busy looking around for Boromir*
Feanor made the Silmarils out of something, and no one knows what that was. All of the Valar sang the world into existence, which means at least one of them was singing about something that he or she didn’t know, which as a student is something that I relate to pretty well actually.
MAEDHROS did deeds of surpassing valour, and the orcs fled before his
face; for since his torment upon Thangorodrim his spirit burned like a
white fire within, and he was as one that returns from the dead.
tries his best as a father and Celegorm as an uncle but sometimes
there are little blunders, such as treating a toddler like a baby
~1,300 words, Rating:
keywords: family, fatherhood, humour, fluff, the tiniest bit of angst
week prompts: Celebrimbor, Fëanor
I wanted a write a story concentrating
on Celebrimbor/Tyelperinquar’s childhood, thus I am posting two stories today, on
Curufin’s day. This first story ended up being mostly about
Curufin/Curufinwë and Celegorm/Tyelkormo still figuring out how to
be a father and an uncle, respectively. (AO3 link)
Ponds, puppies and paternal worries
told you not to treat him like one of the puppies’, Curufinwë hisses
at his brother. He is livid but cannot shout because in addition to
scolding Tyelkormo, he is also trying to calm down little
Tyelperinquar who had upon his father’s arrival burst into fresh
also looks slightly worried but makes a dismissive gesture and says,
'He was having a grand time playing with them until he got pushed
into the pond. And how could I have known there were sharp rocks in
the bottom of your garden pond?’
couldn’t have known, but you should have stayed closer to him and
rescued him when the playing got too rough, you idiot!’ Curufinwë
hugs his son close but that brings a fresh wail from the boy, so he
hurriedly sits him on his knee and starts going through his small
injuries, worried that one of them is worse than it looks.