The Midsummer Maulings (WW5)

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Oh, come now Fea. Accusations must be made. Gil-Galad will surely fend them off with humour or pointy sticks as is his wont.

Just as Morm will surely fend them off with "Duh. It's day one. It's not like I've got anyone better to accuse." Or perhaps some nice Latin with a wee bit of swish and/or flick.

Though of course, other "loudmouths" are now under suspicion...

Ah, suspicion. My life force... with it absent from my life... with the common idea that I am pure and innocent as the wind driven snow, I cannot go on. I thrive on suspicion. What would be life without random people wrongly accusing me of things I did not do?