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AelKennyr Rhiano
Dolphins chatter as they give escort for the Singer of Waves. Formless, one with the waters, he glides along, engaged in a watery ballet with the dolphins beside him, engrossed in their frollicking. For the moment, all else is pushed to the back of his mind, and Ulmo rolls and tumbles with the friendly sea creatures, caught up in their childlike delight, until he spies ahead his watery palace, Ulmonan, and sends the pair off to continue their play elsewhere with soothing strokes of his hands.
As he enters, he frowns, for there awaits Osse, visage grim and spirit greatly agitated, his wife, Unien, quiet close beside him, looking from her husband, the Lord of Sea Storms, to Ulmo, Lord of the Seas. "Ulubôz," she greets him in Quenya, bowing low. "There are sad and troublesome tidings," she begins, but gets no further. Her spouse's mercurial nature will not allow him to remain silent, but a tempest of thoughts spill from him to his Lord, images, feelings...fears...Grimly Ulmo digests it all, face growing more troubled and dark with a rage he had not felt since last Melkor tried to destroy the whole of Illuvatar's creation. Casting forth his mind, sensing all that moves above and below the oceans of the world, he, indeed, finds the swanship, which Osse revealed to him.
"He returns home, my Lord," says Unien, a great and terrible sadness in her voice. The Lady of the Sea looked at Ulmo, he who was one of the chief Architects of Arda, and tears spilled from her eyes. Beloved of the Teleri is Unien, and that love she returned freely, weeping bitterly for those Teleri slain at the Kinslaying of Alqualonde. Unien it was, and Osse, who befriended the Teleri at the river Sirion. And Unien it was who became entranced with the princess of the Teleri, Earwen. Shells and pearls and other trinkets she would wash up on the shores of the Swanhaven for the daughter of Olwe to find when she was a small child.
Now sat the Lady of the Sea, weeping openly for the Lord of Alqualonde. Ulmo, as before, reached for the mind of the Teleri lord. Darkness...a deep blackness...then the thought, "Spiders," and nothing more. He dare not press further into the mind of Olwe.
When he spoke, his voice rumbled, like the crash of storm tossed waves against the shore. "Go forth, Osse, and guide the swanship home. And you, Unien, shed no more tears but instead with all haste to the Swanhaven to sing words of comfort upon the waves."
"And you, my Lord," asks Unien in a voice calm as a tranquil sea.
"I shall go to Mount Taniquetil," Ulmo announced.
"To see Lord Manwe," whispers Unien. Ulmo nods. "It is not enough to speak across the waves. I must see the face of Manwe ere I tell him this dreadful news...." He exhales nosily.
"They seek to kill the king...Olwe."
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As he enters, he frowns, for there awaits Osse, visage grim and spirit greatly agitated, his wife, Unien, quiet close beside him, looking from her husband, the Lord of Sea Storms, to Ulmo, Lord of the Seas. "Ulubôz," she greets him in Quenya, bowing low. "There are sad and troublesome tidings," she begins, but gets no further. Her spouse's mercurial nature will not allow him to remain silent, but a tempest of thoughts spill from him to his Lord, images, feelings...fears...Grimly Ulmo digests it all, face growing more troubled and dark with a rage he had not felt since last Melkor tried to destroy the whole of Illuvatar's creation. Casting forth his mind, sensing all that moves above and below the oceans of the world, he, indeed, finds the swanship, which Osse revealed to him.
"He returns home, my Lord," says Unien, a great and terrible sadness in her voice. The Lady of the Sea looked at Ulmo, he who was one of the chief Architects of Arda, and tears spilled from her eyes. Beloved of the Teleri is Unien, and that love she returned freely, weeping bitterly for those Teleri slain at the Kinslaying of Alqualonde. Unien it was, and Osse, who befriended the Teleri at the river Sirion. And Unien it was who became entranced with the princess of the Teleri, Earwen. Shells and pearls and other trinkets she would wash up on the shores of the Swanhaven for the daughter of Olwe to find when she was a small child.
Now sat the Lady of the Sea, weeping openly for the Lord of Alqualonde. Ulmo, as before, reached for the mind of the Teleri lord. Darkness...a deep blackness...then the thought, "Spiders," and nothing more. He dare not press further into the mind of Olwe.
When he spoke, his voice rumbled, like the crash of storm tossed waves against the shore. "Go forth, Osse, and guide the swanship home. And you, Unien, shed no more tears but instead with all haste to the Swanhaven to sing words of comfort upon the waves."
"And you, my Lord," asks Unien in a voice calm as a tranquil sea.
"I shall go to Mount Taniquetil," Ulmo announced.
"To see Lord Manwe," whispers Unien. Ulmo nods. "It is not enough to speak across the waves. I must see the face of Manwe ere I tell him this dreadful news...." He exhales nosily.
"They seek to kill the king...Olwe."
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