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Oct 16, 2004 13:32

*sits down and writes a letter*



Caranthire,

Somehow I think it's best that I say this in a letter because if I call around to the house we'll just end up shouting and that won't help anyone. While I remember, I enclose the papers that sign the house back to Morno now that he's old enough.

Frankly, I don't know what to say. I'm caught between fucking bereavement, which is stupid, because no one has died, and sheer fury. Either way, it's best that I sort myself out before I talk to you or to Olorin or before I face your father who will no doubt be doing a happy dance of glee now that his grandson doesn't have any Vanyarin blood to be ashamed of. Do I sound bitter? Probably but I like to think I have a right to be.

Ingwiel came to see me. He thinks that Morno's more my son than he ever was but I don't know. Right now, I just don't know what to do. I don't know what to say and I don't know what fucking use I can be as a father to a being far more powerful than I will ever be.

I do love him, though, be sure to tell him that for what it's worth.

Ingwe.
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