#97 Fellow Sufferer
Glorfindel and Erestor covered their ears in agony. It was now going on three hours, and there did not appear to be an end in sight. "Why do I have to be here Glorfindel?" Erestor asked cringing.
"Because he was your friend first and if I have to suffer then so do you," Glorfindel retorted trying his best not to run screaming for the hills.
Erestor fought the urge to yell in pain as another note went three tones higher than it should have. This was worse than fingernails clawing on a board. "Please, I do not know how much more I can take. Somebody must tell him to stop!"
Glorfindel closed his eyes trying in vain to drown out the unholy sounds filling the room. "Then, by all means, be my guest."
Erestor got to his feet and unsteadily walked over to where Lindir was practicing for his solo piece at the midsummers feat that night. Lindir smiled at him happily, pleased with his work. Erestor tried to make his mouth work, but when he saw the happy look on his friend's face, he found he couldn't say anything and gloomily went back to his seat to suffer in silence.