harleyscars Chapter 123 Chapter 123
Chapter 123 Chapter 123
After Romemos' voice fell, for a while, the two of them didn't speak any more, they just looked at the horizon together by coincidence, as if a few lightning bolts or thunder suddenly appeared in the distant clouds.
But the sea and the sky remained calm.
Maglor used his peripheral vision to capture the reaction of Romimos beside him.That face can still be called calm on the whole, but there are still many small emotions revealed from the eyes, such as firmness, stubbornness, awe, gratitude and... regret?
"I originally thought that our brother's state when he fell into madness was already crazy enough." Maglor sighed lightly, "But compared with you, Twilight Lord, how should I say that we are not the world's most Any consolation for the crazy bunch?"
"Where, in the range that the elves can reach, you have already achieved your ultimate." Romimos said with sincerity, "I just took advantage of being Enu."
In fact, Romimus thought that the reason why the Noldor did not revolt against Eru as openly as they rebelled against the Valar was not because they had no courage at all, nor because they had so much reverence for the Father of All, but because of the combination of the two. The levels are too far apart.Just like to elves, just like Vera is to human beings, you only hear their names but not see their shapes. At least Vera and humans still coexist on two different continents in one Asia, just like that is really detached from the world. The world is out.
Because of this, although Yiru is the nominal creator of this world, to most elves or humans, it doesn't matter whether he really exists, because even if he exists, he has never personally intervened so far The trajectory of the development of all things in the world.If Ru would come down to Arda to try to take the Silmaril, it would not be impossible for Fianaro to scold him too—at least until he did taste the bitterness of his bigotry upon himself and his kin. Who has the soul of fire humbled before?
All in all, rebellion is neither possible nor necessary for elves and humans alike.Even the group of Numenoreans headed by Farathon who disdain the name of Iluvatar the most, they never regarded Eru as an enemy, no, they just simply thought that Eru did not exist at all, Just stopped worshiping and offering sacrifices to him.
It was hard for Romimoth to guess which was worse for Eru than to be openly disapproved by his own creation or to be openly ignored.
However, Romimus is neither an elf nor a human being, she is Ainu, a spiritual creature born from a mind like her own.
Romimos does not deny that being Ainu has many things that humans and elves envy, for example, they are immortal, for example, they do not need to be restricted by their bodies and shapes, and for example, they are born with one or more aspects. Talent, wisdom, strength, magic... call it what you will, the Enu can indeed achieve many things that mortals cannot.
Most of the time, Romimos is also satisfied and grateful that she is Enu because of these advantages. There is only one thing, she is envious of Yiru's children, especially human beings.
—Of course not “death.”
"What's that?" Vespa once asked.
Romemos thought for a while: "If you find a word to express in human language, it should be called 'self'."
"What?" Vespa was taken aback, and then he laughed, "If you talk about ego, why should Luo Mi envy us? How many people have you seen who are more 'ego' than you?"
"I have been trying my best to only use my own inner thoughts as the only criterion for doing things." Romemos's tone seemed to be talking to himself, "but the question is, is 'I' really 'I' ?”
"You're saying things that I can't understand again." Vespa pouted, "Otherwise? Who could you be if you weren't you?"
"I'm not the same as you humans or elves." Romemos explained, "When humans and elves were first born in the world, the baby's self-awareness was completely zero, and then as they grew up, they were in harmony with other people around them. In the process of exchanging and learning things, you gradually build up your own personality and cognition, right?"
"Well, yes."
"But Enu has no father in the human sense, no mother who conceived us, and no process of growing from a baby to an adult." Romimos said, "We were born in the mind of a higher existence than us, Our self-awareness is innate without cultivation, and we know what we are good at and what we want to do from the moment of awakening... Then, am I me, or is it just a projection of a certain part of the supreme being? "
"What what?" Vespa asked.
Vespa's little brain couldn't turn it around, but Maglor understood.
"We now say that it was an act of arrogance and overreach for Morgoth to try to add his own motifs to Iru's movement," said Romimoth, "but what it means to me is that : To create something outside the subject that the Father has given us is the only means of proving that I am truly my own."
Maglor remained silent.
"The irony is that although I have been saying that I want to create something unique to myself, I actually know myself, and my ability and knowledge are not enough to support me to realize this wish." Romimos laughed at himself Laughed, "All the notes and chords that I thought hard and conceived were eventually found to be hidden in His movements, and those compatriots who are far stronger and wiser than me are mostly content to be confined to the theme. The only one among us who has any hope of breaking through this shackle is Melkor."
As for the things created by Melko, whether they are right or wrong, good or bad, beautiful or ugly, Romimos can neither control nor care much.
"It would be better if there were a powerful being who could create his own melody and be good," said Romemus, "but I can't pass it until it's proven that it can actually be done." How demanding of Melkor. For there is still the possibility that all truth, goodness, and beauty have been included in the theme of the one God; or in other words, only the melody in this theme can be called It's beautiful."
"If this conjecture is true, and the Fall is the only way you can affirm your own existence," said Maglor, "then you have succeeded, and both Morgoth and yourself have now strayed from that line. Kang Zhuang is on the right path. Maybe you haven’t gone that far relatively speaking, but on this road, even if you take just one wrong step, you will be trapped in a pool of blood.”
Romemos laughed.
"If just doing a few bad things is beyond Yiru's intentions, then things will be much simpler. I have so many lessons learned before me, why jump into the abyss by myself?" She said, "But have you ever thought of another way? One possibility? Maybe even evil and darkness are part of this movement?"
The corner of Maglor's mouth twitched uneasily, and remained silent again.
The source of all themes is me.Whoever changes the music against my will will prove to be but an instrument in my hands to create something better.
——Iluvita
At that time, Yiru suppressed Melkor's discordant voice just three times, and it was in the third fight between the two that Melkor's music was absorbed into his melody by Yiru, forming a A majestic movement of unprecedented proportions.
Romimos sat down with the other Ainu, and the words came to her verbatim, and she was as terrified of it as the others, but Romimos did not think further, Or rather, she dared not think deeply; she lumped her own fears with those of other people.For one is supreme, and it is sacrilege to even doubt its pure sanctity, let alone the very origin of evil.
Until in Mandos, the westernmost part of Aman, Melkor asked her: If Yi Ru is absolutely correct, why does the wrong fruit grow in the correct soil?
There are two explanations for this question, either Melkor really created his own "evil", as if he just coordinated it into his last movement; or Melkor's "evil" is a For example, a part of the movement is planned in advance.
Romimos naturally hoped for the former, but deep down in her heart, she couldn't deny the possibility of the latter. Besides, didn't she just admit that He is the source of everything in the world?
"It's not that I think he is evil." Romemus said, "I never doubted his pride and love for his creation, and I also believe that he did have the original intention of making it more wonderful and beautiful when he created it. .”
The question is, what does a "wonderful and beautiful world" mean to creation in the eyes of the Creator?
"To give a very intuitive example, for example, when a writer begins to describe a story, from a certain point of view, he is the creator of the world in his writing, and the characters in the story are his creations." Romemos said, "From the perspective of the characters in the story, of course they hope that everything is happy and beautiful, and there is no conflict, contradiction, or confrontation in the world. However, if you are this writer, in order to make the story more beautiful, you will Is it because of pity for the characters in the book that the whole story is told smoothly and without ups and downs?."
Maglor remained silent, and Romemos felt that he was probably not going to talk any more tonight, but at least he didn't cover her ears to silence her.
"Whether it's Vera, Morgoth, or us ordinary Enu with mediocre strength, just like what He said, we are all just instruments that can make His music more exciting and moving, but we each divide the work. It's just different." Romimos said, "This is our destiny, as humans love to say."
"If, I mean if, the facts are as you said." Maglor finally said, "Then what else can you do to prove that you are yourself?"
"I don't know." Romimos looked blankly at the sea, "I once pinned my hopes on Melkor, the strongest among us, but he didn't give me an answer until the curtain of his stage ended. Maybe I I will never find the answer. But there is an advantage in not having an answer, otherwise when I finally lift the veil in front of me and find that there is nothingness behind it, what should I do?"
Romemus rushed back to the Peragile Theater before sunrise, it was still early, except for the night watchman sitting on the bench at the door and nodding his head, the whole theater was still immersed in a peaceful and deep sleep .
But Romimos's hearing is different from ordinary people. She just flew back to the theater, before her feet landed on the ground, her ears had already caught the continuous music coming from a certain corner of the courtyard.
Is it the diligent musician who got up early in the morning to practice the piano?Romemus thought at first.But after the gust of wind from the rapid fall subsided in her ears, she immediately recognized which melody it was.
"It really is you, Ms. Naquili," Romimos followed the sound of the piano all the way, and as expected, he found Naquili with her eyes closed and intoxicated in a remote corner of the backyard. "It's great." song, right?"
Naquili snapped her eyes open, bloodshot from staying up late and excited.
"Great? Is our language so poor that we can't find any other words to describe this kind of music?" She said hoarsely.
"You didn't stay up all night and played the piano all night, did you?" Romemos raised his eyebrows, "Although I can't understand your excitement, this composer is indeed Middle-earth can't find a few top level players that can match it..."
"Is that the one wearing the cloak yesterday afternoon?" Naquili interrupted Romemos unceremoniously, with an eager and annoyed expression on her face, "Who the hell is he? I can meet him ?"
"Uh... I only met him by chance. Because he himself doesn't want to show up in front of people, and he tries not to reveal his identity and name, so I can't tell you who he is, and I can't introduce him to you, sorry. "
Naquili frowned: "Then how did you know him? Why is he willing to give you the score?"
"Hey, that's a long story. Don't look at such a piece of paper as big as a palm. This is a little unexpected joy for me at the risk of being skinned and boned by Sauron." Romimos He sighed, "As soon as I heard the piece played by this man, I knew you would like it, but if there was even a slight chance that I could pull him into our theater, I would have done it long ago, but unfortunately he has his own difficulties , and I can't force others to be difficult."
"So, this is the only piece of his work I can hear?" Naquili returned the score to Romemos (Romimos bet that she had memorized every note on it), with great regret asked.
"That's not true." Romemos said happily, "Because I did a favor to an acquaintance of his, so after I begged him for a long time today, he finally agreed to me next time we come to Middle-earth I'll get another big present sometime, maybe a whole opera!"