Prompt 44: Kinship and Prompt 106: Picture FortyFour
I don't have much physically left of him. Personal belongings...we didn't really have special things during that time...we still don't. The only personal and special item I could tie with him was on his person when they destroyed his body. I found no remnant of it on him. The only item I have is an all too familiar circlet that he never wore anymore, being High King. It is for that reason it survived at all. He didn't have it with him.
My brothers...they are concerned for my health. All I ever do anymore is sit and stare...stare at his former circlet. They think I have not heard what our people are saying about me. They say I have gone mad with grief, that I really had lost my soul in Thangorodrim all those years ago and all this time I've been feeding off his and now that he is dead, I have no soul.
Maybe they are right. Scratch that, they are right. Fingon had acted as my support, a shoulder to lean on, even at that point where Morgoth's tortures seemed at worst a distant memory, at best a nightmare; a memory so far in the past, it seems like it had never happened at all. Of course, I've always known that's not the case. The space where my right hand should be constantly reminds me of that without even meaning to.
They mock me now. I find it hard to care. Let them mock a mourning soul. They will be the ones punished in the end. But won't we all?
Something...pushed me forward, urges me...to take the mantle of my house again. My heart...it has no cravings to do so. It wants to remain broken privately, but my mind knows that I cannot afford to take such a pleasure.
I will stand; leave the room; fall back into the pattern of war. But only for him. Only. I will not let him die in vain. I will see this to the end, even if that will be the last thing I promise to do in a sane frame of mind. Already, I feel the faint trails of insanity beginning to take root. I fear...
A/N: Okay, I'll try and write something not related to Fëanorians, Noldor, Russingon, all that. Next one shot I write will (hopefully) be about Aragorn or something Lord of the Rings and not Silmarillion.