Varda: That Fëanor is quite talented. He has already learned all that Manwë has taught him, and more.
Yavanna: Yes... I wonder what he will create next. (They exit SL. Trees enter and stand SL. Fëanor enters SR and walks slowly towards the Trees. He looks slightly in awe.)
Fëanor: The two trees of Valinor... the likes of which there can be none other. (He reaches his hand forward.) Their light... it is almost liquid. (He rubs his chin pensively.) I could use this light. (He brings out a small flask and holds it up, supposedly to capture the trees' light. He covers the flask and exits SL. Lights dim and come back on.)
Manwë: (enters with Mandos.) Do you know where Fëanor is? I have not seen him recently, and I have a new book I believe he would find interesting.
Mandos: I do not know, Manwë. Maybe Yav- (just then, Fëanor enters SL.)
Fëanor: (is looking at something in his hands; he does not appear to see Manwë.) They turned out even more- (he looks up and sees the two Valar.) Oh, Manwë! I did not see you. (He hides what he holds in one hand behind his back; but he tries to look casual.)
Manwë: I have been looking for you. (He notices Fëanor's strange behaviour.) What is that you have?
Fëanor: Just a little thing I made...
Manwë: May I see it?
Fëanor: (hesitates; then gives in.) Here. (He opens his hand and Manwë takes what is there: three beautiful, perfect jewels. Fëanor smiles with pride as Manwë stares amazedly at the jewels.) I call them the Silamrils. They are made with the light of the two trees. That's why they glow inside. Do you like them?
Manwë: (Holds one up for the audience to see.) They are... how long did it take you to make these?
Fëanor: I know not, for I was deep in my task.
Manwë: Well, it has been at least six days since you were last around. They are wonderful, Fëanor. You have more skill than I ever would have guessed. Elves ever do astound me. (He shows the jewels to Mandos, who gasps and stares. Then all three exit SL along with the Trees. Iluvatar enters SR.)