Prompts: 'Kinship' and Sacrifice'
People have asked me so many times why I bothered to risk my life for a Fëanorian. It is true that I didn't die and I wasn't captured, but I could have. I can never answer them. It was something natural and deep within me; a passion or a desire perhaps. Maitimo was my half cousin, but he was also my brother. In everything but blood and we had shared blood. It was something screaming at me. My heart is too soft and I couldn't stand the thought of my best friend suffering so under Morgoth.
People ask me why I didn't choose to simply leave Maitimo to his fate and they don't understand that there never was a choice.