The fog seems a metaphor for leaving, whether one's own world or another.
"Yes, I am close to my father. Always was, but it seems particularly lucky that we met again once more, on this very odd train. We were able to sort out a few issues that plagued us while we were in our own world, before my father's death in that place. I am grieved to lose him now, even as I was then. As for the size of my family, it was definitely large. My parents had seven sons, so I have six brothers. Two of them were here for a little while, Maedhros and Maglor. And since my grandfather Finwë was married twice, my father has two half-brothers, Fingolfin and Finarfin, my half-uncles. They both had children too, so I have seven cousins as well. One of them is here on the train, Uncle Fingolfins's oldest son, Fingon." He paused, and then asked, "What is your family like? You could tell me after you sing."
And he listened to the song. Nike's voice was high and sweet, and the song was lovely and wistful.
"That's beautiful," he said softly, when she was finished. "And it's a song of love and care. I like that very much. Thank you for singing." A fitting farewell to all of the departed.
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"Yes, I am close to my father. Always was, but it seems particularly lucky that we met again once more, on this very odd train. We were able to sort out a few issues that plagued us while we were in our own world, before my father's death in that place. I am grieved to lose him now, even as I was then. As for the size of my family, it was definitely large. My parents had seven sons, so I have six brothers. Two of them were here for a little while, Maedhros and Maglor. And since my grandfather Finwë was married twice, my father has two half-brothers, Fingolfin and Finarfin, my half-uncles. They both had children too, so I have seven cousins as well. One of them is here on the train, Uncle Fingolfins's oldest son, Fingon." He paused, and then asked, "What is your family like? You could tell me after you sing."
And he listened to the song. Nike's voice was high and sweet, and the song was lovely and wistful.
"That's beautiful," he said softly, when she was finished. "And it's a song of love and care. I like that very much. Thank you for singing." A fitting farewell to all of the departed.