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Loose End
As a child, you hear simple stories. There is one conflict, and all is resolved. As you get older, there will be multiple conflicts, but still, all will be wrapped up.
Eventually, you reach an age where some loose ends will still exist at the end of at the story. However, they will be small, unimportant, and easily dismissed.
The loose ends are left to wander on, and no one can find more than a few moments of contemplation for them.
Being a loose end to my family and I's story, I wonder if I should feel offended. But it is understandable. Who wishes to remember that the second son of Fëanor still wanders the earth? It is easier and simpler to say that the entire House has perished.
Despite this wish to place all of us in the same category, slain and gone, I still live. I have not yet decided if I am displeased about this. I do not wish to take my own life. In this respect, I will not follow my eldest brother. However, I do not feel as though I truly live, rather I exist, singing laments and regretting my actions.
I wonder if the Valar find this to be a suitable punishment. Then again, they too have most likely dismissed me as unimportant. Once again, loose ends are discarded in the minds of others.
Still, despite all of this, I will stay and sing. May my songs act as a warning to others. I have no wish to see my family's folly repeated.
As the only one left, I feel a need to ensure that they are remembered. Even if it is for actions that were the harbingers of doom, for themselves, and for all who followed them.
I, at times, wonder why I alone face a different fate than my brothers and father. I cannot imagine that it was through any action of the Valar, so I suppose it comes down to choices.
It is truly a pity, that I couldn't have chosen to walk a path different than my family in the beginning.
I have never written anything like this before, so please review. Also, can you tell me if you want this continued? I have other ideas, but I haven't written them yet.