Summary: Dior meets Nimloth.
Rating: G
Notes: A drabble present for Leaward.
She is the most beautiful creature I ever beheld. Her steps are light and she carries herself with grace.
Lúthien Tinúviel.
But she is nothing like my mother. She is different: Her hair so dark, her skin so fair. It almost seems that this beautiful creature of the dusk, never has seen the sunlight.
Like a white blossom: shying away from the sun.
Who am I? Dior, peredhel, born from a marriage of love and ultimate sacrifice. The jewel would become her. I know what I must do, proudly I move myself forward and speak her name: Nimloth of Doriath.