Tengwar
I wanted words to look as they sound: delicately, twiningly musical. In the markings we wrote then I saw little of the beauty that I heard in their sound; the written word, then, did not bring the meaning to life as did the words when spoken. Anar, Isil, i eleni. Hisie ar lindale. Do you see what I mean?
The fire within me does not rest at dissatisfaction. I tried to include in my creation - or one could perhaps say enhancement - the grace of leafy vines, the golden warmth of sunlight, and the chill renewal of soft rain. I studied the elegant designs my mother once wove. That was my first project.
Quenya for: The sun, the moon, the stars. Mist and music.
A/N: This is a response to the Parma drabble challenge to write about artwork in Middle Earth (or Valinor, in my case). Thanks to Emily for her writing advice and toVana for her lovely comment!