[The Silmarillion] Romimus

Celebrimbor didn't believe that Romimus was perfectly intelligible and predictable, and maybe for a moment or two he did hope he'd be rescued, but was Romimus?This sounds more fantastic than Sauron's conscience and letting him go.

Why did Romemus save him?The two of them hadn't even seen each other.

(However, according to what Romemus later said, they actually met once, and that was when they were in Valinor. Romemus once visited Celebrimbor’s grandfather Feanor, although in the end She didn't even go in, but Celebrimbor stood in the porch, and the two stared at each other from a distance for a second. But that alone obviously doesn't explain why Romimos rescued him at all.)

There must be monsters in abnormal things, and anyone under such circumstances has good reason to suspect that Romimus is uneasy and kind, let alone Celebrimbor now.Her accomplice's delay in showing up is most likely just because she didn't want to provoke him too early, maybe she just wanted to sneak in when he let down his vigilance, and get the whereabouts of the Three Rings out of him in one fell swoop.

If this is Sauron's plan, then it seems that the opponent has stretched the battle line again. Celebrimbor doesn't know how long the opponent plans to delay with him, one year?ten years?Even 100 years?Not without this possibility.

In addition, he is eager to get even the slightest news about the war outside, and Gilgalad will definitely send reinforcements, although it is too late, but since Sauron did not leave him in the already broken Erejan, Instead, it was transferred to the territory of Romemos. Does it mean that he was not going well against Linton and had no time to care about him?But if the elf gains the upper hand, will he be held hostage to hold Linton?

Should he continue to endure with hope?Or should he wake up early and realize that the fate imposed on him is not easy to get rid of?

Amidst these turbulent thoughts, Celebrimbor spent the first two months in the Tower of Twilight, and most of his wounds showed signs of healing, and he was able to get out of bed and walk around by himself, Luo Mi Moss hadn't put him in shackles, and in fact Celebrimbor had peeped through the door several times without seeing a decent guard, but did that mean he was free?Just watch, as soon as he walks out of this door, those ghosts and snakes should jump out. Of course, it is more likely that he will not even be able to get out of the door.

With a click, with the movement of the wrist, the door was pulled open a crack.

not locked...

Celebrimbor waited with bated breath for a few seconds, and when nothing happened, he simply flung the door open as far as it would go.The light outside made him squint.

Splendid and brilliant, this should be the first reaction in the minds of most people when they see the interior of the Twilight Taminasvio.

Gold occupies an absolute dominant position here. The cold light of the metal and the warm brown color of the wood coexist harmoniously and complement each other. However, after the initial dazzling, people with a little discernment will find that the decoration here is by no means all kinds of precious metals. And the simple stacking of jewelry, it is better to say that there are few items here that are invaluable only because of their materials. They are precious not only because they come from the hands of gods, but more importantly——

"Of course because they're works of art," said Romemos, the proud little bastard. "Any objections?"

Of course not, tricky critics just find a hundred reasons to spout nonsense, such as messy style, complicated details, aesthetic deformity, sacrificing the simplicity of structure for unnecessary decoration, etc., just find fault , but no one who is willing to tell the truth can deny that they are breathtakingly beautiful.

From another point of view, the Tower of Twilight is more like a museum than a palace or a church. Who would complain that there are too many exhibits in the exhibition?Romimoth has always been known for her excessive thirst for knowledge and her lack of pickiness. Her residence may be one of the places with the richest and most diverse cultural elements in Arda. The splendor and purity of Gondolin, the simplicity and practicality of the Edenians, the exotic style of the Orientals, and even the gloomy desolation of Angband, the owner of the Tower of Twilight embraces all styles.

Beyond that, there is light.The right light can always get twice the result with half the effort in showing the beauty of things, and Romemos will naturally not cut corners in her field of expertise.

Celebrimbor must admit that for a dozen seconds or so he stared at the tapestry on the wall and lost his mind. It was not entirely because he was attracted by the exquisite color matching, but more because he really did not expect that the devil's home would be This scene, but soon he realized that the devil has a good taste and it can’t change the fact that he is a devil—think about Anata, the evil hidden under the beauty is often more terrifying than the evil directly laid out, if Let Romimos discover him...

There was a clear cough above his head, and Celebrimbor was taken aback for a moment, then looked up, Priest No. 2 was standing on a high window sill, holding a bucket and a rag, looking at him with his hands on his hips and frowning.

Priest 123, by the way, was what Celebrimbor called these people in his mind, because he didn't know their real names, and no one had offered to introduce him to them, and Celebrimbor didn't bother to ask.

These people are actually very easy to separate.Priest No. 1 is a blonde woman who should be from Eden, and she is the kindest to the elves; No. 2 is from Dongyi, and the only man among the three. A dead face; No. 3 has black hair and dark skin, quick hands and feet but taciturn, accustomed to Celebrity as air.

"Do you need help with anything?" Priest No. 2 asked.

"No," said Celebrimbor, with a slightly defiant look in his eyes, "but can't I just walk around and have to mold there?"

Celebrimbor swears he saw Priest Two roll his eyes, don't think he can't see because he's tall!

But then the priest ignored him and went to wipe the window panes on his own.

Celebrimbor stood there for a while, making sure that the other party really had no intention of taking him back. Although he was a little surprised and hesitant, would he go back and stay obediently?

Holding on to the handrail all the way down the spiral steps, no one appeared during the period, until Celebrimbor's knees that had not been exercised for a long time began to faintly heat up, and he finally came to the bottom of the ground, where the door to the outside world was at A few steps ahead.

So at least this door should be locked, right?

……

No.

Standing in the long-lost sunshine, Celebrimbor stood in front of a large field of flowers and a lush forest, and behind him were the cliffs and the rushing water in the valley below the cliffs. He was a little dazed for a while.

Things will go so well?Did Romemus really not care that he would run away, or was he just so confident that he would not be able to?

"You can get up now." Romemus' voice sounded abruptly not far from him, and Celebrimbor found that he was not surprised by this at all, and even had a strange sense of security, and he immediately started Suspected that he had been knocked out of his mind by Sauron.

Romemos appeared from a half-meter-high white flower field, wearing two thick braids, wearing overalls made of indigo cotton, and holding flower scissors in his hand.

"You just came out like this?" She raised her left eyebrow slightly, and took off the golden straw hat on her head, "Although it is spring now, the wind is still cold, you should wear a cloak... well, I will let someone Get you one."

"When are you going to let me go?" Celebrimbor gave up the temptation and asked bluntly.

"That depends on your will," said Romemus. "Do you think you are well enough to make the long journey back to Lindon alone?"

Celebrimbor looked at her for a long time in silence.

"Do you want to leave Sauron?" After a while, he asked.

"It can be said that although I never feel that he and I are the same way." Romimos bowed his head to water the flowers, "I can say that I am showing favor to the elves by saving you, but you better not Misunderstood me for the so-called 'reform'. I just want to find a balance in middle earth, not against any power, not allied with anyone. I know what you are afraid of, but you will know later , what I say now is true."

So Celebrimbor believed Romimoth's words...that was impossible.

But at least one of those words is true. If he wants to leave here, he must ride alone or even walk across half of Eriador to return to Lindon. Romemos bluntly said that she will not send It would be nice of anyone to follow Celebrimbor to protect him (great read), as if he wished she had followed him.

On the surface, Celebrimbor lived in the Tower of Twilight with peace of mind. Romimos did not restrict his freedom. He could come and go freely in the tower, and he could even leave to other places in the Land of Twilight. Hang out, but Celebrimbor only does it occasionally, because life in the Tower of Twilight is not boring, and as said before, Minasvior is a paradise for artists and adventurous treasure hunters , and Celebrimbor was both.

The only fly in the ointment is that he is still unable to pick up the tools and quickly put himself into the new work. Celebrimbor's fingers are seriously injured. Even for ordinary people, this is the part that is most likely to be tortured during torture. One of them, and for an outstanding craftsman, the blow to his destroyed hands can be imagined, so Sauron abused and tortured them a lot.

But Celebrimbor doesn't care about this, or even if he can in a short time, I'm afraid he doesn't want to see the forging hammer and the burning furnace anymore.

Erizan's ruin was his fault, his fault alone.

It was because he could not restrain his desire that Sauron was ushered into the gate of Erejan. He is the lord of Erejan, but he let his desire for creation overwhelm the lives of the elves in his city. Many people had warned him, Gilgalad, Galadriel, Elrond... But he turned a deaf ear, so Sauron was able to create the Supreme Lord of the Rings, so countless elves died in the flames of war.

Because of his arrogance and stupidity.

Celebrimbor can sit by the window for a whole day, with a pot of tea, two sandwiches or a few desserts, carefully and lovingly turning over the crisp and yellowed paper with slightly trembling fingers, they Here at Romemus it is well preserved, but paper is still paper.

Sometimes he would even have the world-weary idea of ​​not going back to Linton at all, and just living in the Tower of Twilight until he died. Anyway, isn't death what he deserved?

And at night, that's when the nightmares come. Anata will lie next to his ear and repeat all his self-blame during the day, two times, three times... until Celebrimbor broke out in a cold sweat. woke up.

He may have made quite a fuss in the dream, and more than once Romemus interrupted his nightmare by rushing in and snatching his pillow away, and using it as a substitute for the moment Celebrimbor opened his eyes. The shield stood in front of him and jumped back like a rabbit, for fear that he would mistake someone again and bump into him.

At first Romemus only came here once or twice a week, then she came here almost every night, at first Celebrimbor was a little embarrassed, sorry, thought I had disturbed her, Luo Mimoth's ears are standard elf ears, very sensitive to sound.Until one day, Celebrimbor was lying on the bed insomnia. He was very sure that he had not made any sound, but as the night deepened, there was a small sound of opening the door, and Romimus sneaked in, and she was silent there. I stood on the ground for about a minute, feeling that everything was fine, so I wanted to go back quietly.

Celebrimbor sat up and lit the lamp with a swish.

"Oh." Romimos froze for a moment, "Are you asleep?"

"What do you want!" Celebrimbor snapped at her, "do you come here every night?!"

"Almost." Romemos said, "Nothing, I just came to see if you were dreaming. Isn't that a good dream?"

"I tell you, even in my dream, I would never say a word about the Three Rings of the Elves!" Celebrimbor said angrily, "Stop wishful thinking!"

"You're really guilty, aren't you?"

"..." Celebrimbor glared at her.

"Don't worry, you didn't say anything," said Romemos, "and I'm really not interested in where the Three Rings of the Elves are. Couldn't I be a good person who hopes that the guests who stay with me can rest well and recover soon?" Master?"

"……Can you say that again?"

Well, it seems that her reputation among elves is indeed bad to a certain extent, which should be said to be expected.

"If I really wanted to hear something from your sleep, I wouldn't have woken you up, right?" Romemos patiently explained to him, "If you broke into your room because of me I'm mad at you, I apologize. If you have a bad dream once or twice, I don't have that much time. I come over and stare at you every day, but you are like this almost every day, so I think it must be a bad dream that has haunted you for a long time. .”

"It is so," said Celebrimbor after a moment's silence, "but it has nothing to do with you."

As for being angry because of the invasion of privacy?That's not true, he is now a prisoner, the entire tower belongs to Romemos, she can go wherever she wants, what right does he have to talk about privacy?If Sauron wanted to beat him up on a whim in the middle of the night, would he give up because he respected his privacy?

"If you think you can make it through on your own, then just treat me as my own business." Romimos shrugged, "But I thought it would be better to have someone by my side at such a time. I knew an elf before. Dorin, at that time he had just experienced a big battle... that is, the Battle of Tears, the elves were defeated, there is nothing to hide from the fait accompli. He came back from the battlefield safely, but for a while he was like you , The scene at that time always reappeared in the dream. He is a very brave man and very strong, no less than you. Even so, it should be one of his most difficult times. I have been with him for a long time, Night after night, I don't know how much it helped, but he said it made him feel better to have me there."

"Don't you sleep every day?"

"Who's in the mood to go to bed when inspiration strikes? I thought you must know how it feels."

"Your inspiration always bursts out in the middle of the night?"

"I'm inspired 24 hours a day, seven days a week." Romemus shrugged his nose triumphantly.

If this is true, it is indeed too enviable. Even Celebrimbor himself dare not say that inspiration appears in his mind at any time. Maybe his grandfather Feanor can?

Long story short, the point here is not inspiration. The point is that even if what Romimoth said were true, it would sound ridiculous to Celebrimbor.

"I don't know what you're thinking, and I don't bother to guess." He said, "But even if what you said is true, you can only comfort those who are still willing to be comforted by you, but for me, it's still For the person you mentioned, now that you don't appear in front of our eyes is the greatest comfort to us."

"Oh." Romimos opened his eyes wide.

Celebrimbor didn't know why she was surprised.

"Your words are really hurtful," Romemos complained after a while, "I have never done anything to you, and you don't need to do this to me to vent your anger on Sauron."

As if she could really be hurt by a few words from Celebrimbor.

When the summer was coming to an end, Celebrimbor's wounds had basically healed, although it was inevitable that there would be a few hideous scars, especially the three scars on his face and forehead, which were when Sauron was finally moved to kill. The hand that brought him closest to the gates of Mandos.

Although neither Romimos nor Celebrimbor have spoken of Celebrimbor's departure, they both have tacitly accepted that day will come - if it ever comes - and have begun to prepare for it. This is ready.

But before that, the accident (sure enough) happened.

It was an afternoon near dusk, and it was still a bright sunny day in the morning, but it became overcast after noon, and thick gray clouds accumulated, covering the sun tightly without revealing it.

Celebrimbor met Romimus only once that day, in the early morning, when he hurried past him with an inexplicable seriousness, glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and met her at the window. The birds were chirping words he could not understand.

Celebrimbor didn't see her again at noon or in the afternoon, until dusk fell. Celebrimbor rubbed his eyes and planned to light another candle. He just stood up when Romimos suddenly appeared by the door.

"Stay inside and don't make any noise," she instructed tersely, and Celebrimbor only had time to blink before the door slammed shut again, with a click, the sound of a lock.

Is this the last time I can't hold back and want to lock him up?

Celebrimbor put down his book and went to the door. He heard someone coming slowly up the steps, very softly, not the human priests, but not Romimus either.

Then the voice that would have stopped Celebrimbor's blood even through the door panel spoke.

"You are safe, Luo Mi." Sauron said, "Don't be so surprised to see me."