The Time I DEFINITELY Met Maglor IRL
Dec. 7th, 2018 10:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ermingardenI grew up in Monterey, California, otherwise known as the last bastion of suburban "normalcy" between the hippie enclaves of Big Sur and Santa Cruz, and also kind of a tourist trap.
I was down by the beach around sunset once when I heard a hauntingly beautiful and unearthly tune. Rounding a sand dune, I found a disheveled man playing the didgeridoo as I have never heard it played before (and having grown up near Big Sur I have heard rather more didgeridoo playing than I might have liked).
He played for several minutes, until the sun sank fully below the horizon, whereupon he bowed deeply to the sun and informed me that he spends his time traveling up and down the California coast, playing his didgeridoo on the beach every sunrise and sunset.
Only one conclusion may be drawn from this. Maglor son of Feanor wanders the coastline to this day, lamenting the evils done for the sake of the brothers’ dreadful oath - and plays a mad didgeridoo.
I was down by the beach around sunset once when I heard a hauntingly beautiful and unearthly tune. Rounding a sand dune, I found a disheveled man playing the didgeridoo as I have never heard it played before (and having grown up near Big Sur I have heard rather more didgeridoo playing than I might have liked).
He played for several minutes, until the sun sank fully below the horizon, whereupon he bowed deeply to the sun and informed me that he spends his time traveling up and down the California coast, playing his didgeridoo on the beach every sunrise and sunset.
Only one conclusion may be drawn from this. Maglor son of Feanor wanders the coastline to this day, lamenting the evils done for the sake of the brothers’ dreadful oath - and plays a mad didgeridoo.
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Date: 2018-12-12 06:05 pm (UTC)