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    Quiet, until a voice calls out into that all-consuming velveteen that Tyelkormo has not heard since the Darkening--
    “Please,” it says, though not begging, never begging, “Do not make me regret the kindness I had offered you.”
    He looks up from his knives, finding Findaráto looking at him or perhaps through him with his jaw tightly set, and his own masseters tighten in response.
    “I cannot swear you such an oath, Artafindë.” He lowers his head until their eyes are level with each other, blue Tirion lake to quicksilver that slips through one’s grasp. “Regret what you will. I am bound by my own duties, and pity will not stay me from honouring them.”
    “Would anything?” Findaráto asks.
    “No,” Tyelkormo answers, not hesitating even as long as it takes him to fill his lungs with air. “Nothing. There is nothing else.”

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    Celegorm, Finrod, several conversations on totality and the necessity of violence before the end.

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