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[elvenking]

[The Elvenking doesn't really like the tiny typey thingy. Font lacks the character of the person communicating in a way both handwriting and speaking do not. But in this case, that's what makes him feel safer. Even though the text is not anonymous, he feels like there are a few layers between him and the emotional implications surrounding this question.]

What is it like to forget?

[There is no chance of him explaining to anyone why this question is so important, but he'd like a frame of reference right now. It's not that elves have eidetic memory, exactly, but forgetting half a song is different from forgetting the place you grew up in. Just to state a random example.]

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[elvenking]

You speak truth. But we are not mightier warriors than Men.

[Not when you really get down to it. Certainly not in these days. You think about Middle-earth's greatest warrior of all time, you probably don't think of an elf. You probably think of Turin Turambar.

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[helpmeguideit]

Maybe not in truth, but myth and word can do more than a weapon can do any day.

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[elvenking]

[Since this is coming out of nowhere, Thranduil leaps to a conclusion.]

You are not speaking of my people, but another.

[That, or he's making a thinly veiled threat. He'll give him the chance not to be doing the latter.]

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[helpmeguideit]

No, I am. I am saying that the myth itself can be more powerful than anything.

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[elvenking]

And what made gave you this insight?

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[helpmeguideit]

I spent my youth reading stories.

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[elvenking]

A very good way to spend your youth.

[Finally, someone who wasn't tragically forced to grow up early.]

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[helpmeguideit]

I can't disagree. I do love reading. This place has some enjoyable literature as well. It's...different, though.

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[elvenking]

What is your name?

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[helpmeguideit]

Charles, and yours?

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[elvenking]

Thranduil

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[helpmeguideit]

The pleasure is mine.

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[elvenking]

What an odd turn of phrase. Are you sure the pleasure cannot be mutual?

[he's not actually flirting]

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[helpmeguideit]

[ He is laughing, and grateful that it's text. ]

Hardly. It implies that it is truly my pleasure,r egardless of whether or not it was any of yours. It is ...a compliment.

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[elvenking]

[It hadn't been flirting, but it had been teasing. He'll keep at it.]

I am grateful I have you to tell me this, else I would be lost.

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[helpmeguideit]

You're very welcome. :)

[ Two can play. ]

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[elvenking]

[Too bad he doesn't have the video on. It's not all that common to be able to see Thranduil smile.

Though it does take him a second to figure out the smiley. Haha, cute.]

Who are you in your world, Charles?

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[helpmeguideit]

[ He's going to have to try again, sometime. ]

Just a man who teaches.

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[elvenking]

Do not say just. It is a great responsibility.

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[helpmeguideit]

There are many others like myself. As it were, I'm simply one among many.

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[elvenking]

Then how do you know so much about the loss of memories?

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[helpmeguideit]

I am a curious person.

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[elvenking]

Curious about curious things?

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[helpmeguideit]

Curious about everything. From how the mind works to how we came to exist.