AN: I own nothing. This is just a drabble. It takes place just after Finarfin has made the choice to turn back.
Three Brothers
Feänor, the madman who helped start this.
Fingolfin, the one who followed him gladly.
Finarfin, the one who chose to stay behind.
Feänor's spirit burns brighter than the Silmarils he now seeks. He is certain of his success, but I fear his own power will be his undoing.
Fingolfin shines bright, determined to see retribution. He is loyal to his brother, but I wonder if his brother feels the same.
Finarfin chooses to stay and guard the home the Noldor are leaving behind. Perhaps prudence will guard against destruction.
All I can do is wonder, and watch my brothers march to war.