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[maglor_harper]

*rummages around in the chaos of his study looking for things to start Elros off on his reading lessons*

Nienna wept, do I ever finish anything? Argh! So much junk...Hmmm, maybe I should take on more pupils and foist the boring orchestration work off on them

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[mornaquilde]

*decides to descend upon you to get out of the house*

[maglor_harper]

*looks up* Oh hi. Excuse the (worse than usual) mess.

*Suddenly remembers that the last time you saw him, he was weeping for the soul of a turkey*

Heh.

[mornaquilde]

*only has dim memories of the turkey*

*looks around*

*shrugs*

That's alright. Organisation is highly unique to each individual.

*firm nod*

[maglor_harper]

*starts gathering papers into random piles*

So, how are you doing? How's the family?

[peredhel]

Wow! This would make a perfect hiding place for the next time I play hide-and-seek with someone. There's so much stuff laying around you can practically swim around in it!

[maglor_harper]

*grins* Don't try to hide in here. We'd have to send search parties and tracker dogs. ;)

[peredhel]

*giggles*

There really should be a warning sign on the door. "Beware, Disaster Area. Enter on your own risk." :p

[maglor_harper]

"Abandon hope all ye who enter Macalaure's study area."

I've seen worse. *hmph*

. . .

Actually, no, that's a lie.