A/N: Vanessa Carlton owns "Ordinary Day." Tolkien owns the characters and places. I own nothing. Also this is before Feanor made the Silmarils.
Feanor and Nerdanel
Just a day,
Just an ordinary day.
Just tryin to get by.
Just a boy,
Just an ordinary boy.
But he was looking towards the sky.
And as he asked if I would come along
I started to realize-
That everyday you find
Just what he's looking for,
Like a shooting star he shines.
Father was always disappointed that I wasn't born a boy. I suppose that's why he named me Nerdanel. For a time I tried to be just like a boy. I tried to be everything he would want in a son. After awhile I stopped. I couldn't live a lie. I had to be who I who I was. And who I was, was not one who manipulated the substances that came from the deeps of the earth. I wanted to understand the minds of my people. This I could do and enjoyed. Most minds were easy to understand. They were completely happy with no worries. Only how to keep themselves active and how to use their talents to the fullest. Do not misinterpret me! I seek not to control any mind! Only to understand them. But there was one mind that I did not understand. One that intrigued me so much that it was all I could think of. I wanted to understand that mind. And I was going to do just that.
He said take my hand,
Live while you can
Don't you see your dreams are right in the palm of your hand
I had almost completed it. My finest work. Greater than even the letters I had improved upon. This work would be beautiful, many I would create after this and perhaps I would teach their making to others. I had worked on dozens so far and none had turned out the way I wanted tem to be. Not clear enough. Not fiery enough. Too dim. Too murky. But this one was going to come out just right. I could feel it. There! Done! This one was clear as glass, brighter now than any jewel of Arda! It would soon be brighter than even the stars. I held it up to the light of the forge and smiled. Perfection was in my hand. "May I come in?" a lady's voice behind me spoke. I clutched the jewel in my hand so that it was hidden from the owner of the voice's view and turned to address who it was.
And as he spoke, he spoke ordinary words
Although they did not feel
For I felt what I had not felt before
You'd swear those words could heal.
And I as looked up into those eyes
His vision borrows mine.
And to know he's no stranger,
For I feel I've held him for all of time.
"Um, hello Nerdanel. I didn't know it was you." Feanor said as he faced me. His hand clutched the stone he had been holding. I had only caught a glimpse of it and it was quite beautiful. "I'm sorry if I interrupted you Feanor. Your father said you were here and that I could see you," I replied. "You could've knocked first," he snapped. I laughed. "There's no door silly." Why did he intrigue me so? Everything about Feanor made me want to get closer to him. To understand him. Right now he was sweating from the heat of the fire. His raven hair was slightly tousled and there was a small smudge of dirt on his right cheek. For an instant I had the greatest desire to fix his hair and wipe away that smudge. But no, both those things made him more interesting. And more handsome. "May I see the jewel that's in your hand?"
And he said take my hand,
Live while you can
And if we walk now we will divide and conquer this land.
Don't you see your dreams are right in the palm of your hand
Right in the palm of your hand
"It's not finished. You shouldn't have been spying on me," I said rather defensively. She laughed again. "If it wasn't finished, why in Aman were you holding it up and admiring it so? Please let me see it." Nerdanel held out her hand waiting for my jewel. There was something about the way she said that made me obey. Her voice was so strong and she was so, so... beautiful. More so than any work I could create with my hands. I handed her the jewel. She gasped as she looked upon it. "Feanor, this beautiful! I've never seen anything like it! What kind of jewel is it," she inquired. "My own," I replied. Nerdanel looked up puzzled. "It is made of none of the stuff of Arda, but of my own two hands." She looked down upon it again. "I should have guessed so. Not even Aule could have made something this beautiful." She handed it back to me. "I suppose I'll go now. I won't tell anyone of your new creation. I'm sure you'll want to tell them yourself." She turned to leave but I grabbed her hand. "Meet me at the base of Tuna when Teleprion waxes to his fullness. I wish to show you this gem's true beauty." She smiled. "I will be there." With that Nerdanel left.
Please come with me,
See what I see.
Touch the stars for time will not flee.
Time will not flee.
Can you be
I waited at the base of Tuna. Teleprion would wax to his fullness very soon. I was so curious as to what Feanor meant by the gem's true beauty. How could it become anymore beautiful than it had already been? "This is Feanor, Nerdanel. He's always seeking to make greater and more wondrous things," I chided myself. "Just wait this will be one great surprise." I was so pleased as well. I was coming closer to him. Him who I wanted to know so much. "I hope I'm not late," Feanor's voice said behind me. I turned to face him. I almost gasped. He was so handsome. He had cleaned up since I had last seen him. I couldn't decide if he was more handsome now or when he had been in the forge. I didn't care. Just as long as I could see him and know him better.
Just a dream, just an ordinary dream.
As I wake in bed
And the boy, that boy, that ordinary boy.
Or was it all in my head?
Did he asked if I would come along
It all seemed so real.
But as I looked to the door,
I had my gem wrapped in a red velvet cloth. I held it behind my back waiting to let her see its true beauty. I had tested it earlier. It was just the way I wanted it. And I wanted Nerdanel to have it. "Are you ready to see its true beauty?" I asked her. She nodded her head vigorously. "Of course I do." I smiled. "Alright. Here." I handed it to her. She carefully unwrapped the jewel and gasped as she saw it. She now held it up and admired it as I had. It was as if she held a star. The sight of her right then was do much, that it nearly took my breath away. "This cannot be the same jewel that you made earlier today," she exclaimed. "But it is I replied." I came towards her and wrapped my arms around her. "I want you to have it," I whispered. Nerdanel broke from my arms and turned to look into my eyes. Oh how I wished to hold her forever! "But this is too beautiful for me. You should keep it." She tried to hand it back, but I wrapped her hands around it. "No," I stated, "It is for you. A beautiful gem for an even more beautiful lady."
I saw that boy standing there with a deal.
And he said he my take my hand,
Live while you can,
Don't you see your dreams are right in the palm of your hand
Right in the palm of your hand
Right in the palm of your hand
The gem blazed under the stars more brightly than Helluin. Blue and silver flames leaped about inside of it. Feanor's words surprised me. Could he possibly feel the same way about me that I felt about him? The one word that I had never permitted to enter my mind in reference to him?
He blushed at what he said. "Thank you Feanor. I will keep it with me always. Whenever I look at it, I will think of you." Now it was Feanor's turn to look surprised, but it quickly passed. "You will? Thank you." He paused for a moment. "I should go now." He began to walk away, but I stopped him. "Come Feanor, let us walk." So we did. At some point our hands found each other. We stopped finally to look for awhile upon the stars. "Kiss me Feanor," I whispered. "Please kiss me." He smiled. He took me in his strong wonderful arms, arms whose embrace I never wanted to leave. When our lips met I felt the fire that was within him. And I knew, this was the way it was meant to be.
Just a day, just an ordinary day
Jus tryin to get by.
Just a boy,
Just an ordinary boy.
But he was looking to the sky
Feanor and Nerdanel
Just a day,
Just an ordinary day.
Just tryin to get by.
Just a boy,
Just an ordinary boy.
But he was looking towards the sky.
And as he asked if I would come along
I started to realize-
That everyday you find
Just what he's looking for,
Like a shooting star he shines.
Father was always disappointed that I wasn't born a boy. I suppose that's why he named me Nerdanel. For a time I tried to be just like a boy. I tried to be everything he would want in a son. After awhile I stopped. I couldn't live a lie. I had to be who I who I was. And who I was, was not one who manipulated the substances that came from the deeps of the earth. I wanted to understand the minds of my people. This I could do and enjoyed. Most minds were easy to understand. They were completely happy with no worries. Only how to keep themselves active and how to use their talents to the fullest. Do not misinterpret me! I seek not to control any mind! Only to understand them. But there was one mind that I did not understand. One that intrigued me so much that it was all I could think of. I wanted to understand that mind. And I was going to do just that.
He said take my hand,
Live while you can
Don't you see your dreams are right in the palm of your hand
I had almost completed it. My finest work. Greater than even the letters I had improved upon. This work would be beautiful, many I would create after this and perhaps I would teach their making to others. I had worked on dozens so far and none had turned out the way I wanted tem to be. Not clear enough. Not fiery enough. Too dim. Too murky. But this one was going to come out just right. I could feel it. There! Done! This one was clear as glass, brighter now than any jewel of Arda! It would soon be brighter than even the stars. I held it up to the light of the forge and smiled. Perfection was in my hand. "May I come in?" a lady's voice behind me spoke. I clutched the jewel in my hand so that it was hidden from the owner of the voice's view and turned to address who it was.
And as he spoke, he spoke ordinary words
Although they did not feel
For I felt what I had not felt before
You'd swear those words could heal.
And I as looked up into those eyes
His vision borrows mine.
And to know he's no stranger,
For I feel I've held him for all of time.
"Um, hello Nerdanel. I didn't know it was you." Feanor said as he faced me. His hand clutched the stone he had been holding. I had only caught a glimpse of it and it was quite beautiful. "I'm sorry if I interrupted you Feanor. Your father said you were here and that I could see you," I replied. "You could've knocked first," he snapped. I laughed. "There's no door silly." Why did he intrigue me so? Everything about Feanor made me want to get closer to him. To understand him. Right now he was sweating from the heat of the fire. His raven hair was slightly tousled and there was a small smudge of dirt on his right cheek. For an instant I had the greatest desire to fix his hair and wipe away that smudge. But no, both those things made him more interesting. And more handsome. "May I see the jewel that's in your hand?"
And he said take my hand,
Live while you can
And if we walk now we will divide and conquer this land.
Don't you see your dreams are right in the palm of your hand
Right in the palm of your hand
"It's not finished. You shouldn't have been spying on me," I said rather defensively. She laughed again. "If it wasn't finished, why in Aman were you holding it up and admiring it so? Please let me see it." Nerdanel held out her hand waiting for my jewel. There was something about the way she said that made me obey. Her voice was so strong and she was so, so... beautiful. More so than any work I could create with my hands. I handed her the jewel. She gasped as she looked upon it. "Feanor, this beautiful! I've never seen anything like it! What kind of jewel is it," she inquired. "My own," I replied. Nerdanel looked up puzzled. "It is made of none of the stuff of Arda, but of my own two hands." She looked down upon it again. "I should have guessed so. Not even Aule could have made something this beautiful." She handed it back to me. "I suppose I'll go now. I won't tell anyone of your new creation. I'm sure you'll want to tell them yourself." She turned to leave but I grabbed her hand. "Meet me at the base of Tuna when Teleprion waxes to his fullness. I wish to show you this gem's true beauty." She smiled. "I will be there." With that Nerdanel left.
Please come with me,
See what I see.
Touch the stars for time will not flee.
Time will not flee.
Can you be
I waited at the base of Tuna. Teleprion would wax to his fullness very soon. I was so curious as to what Feanor meant by the gem's true beauty. How could it become anymore beautiful than it had already been? "This is Feanor, Nerdanel. He's always seeking to make greater and more wondrous things," I chided myself. "Just wait this will be one great surprise." I was so pleased as well. I was coming closer to him. Him who I wanted to know so much. "I hope I'm not late," Feanor's voice said behind me. I turned to face him. I almost gasped. He was so handsome. He had cleaned up since I had last seen him. I couldn't decide if he was more handsome now or when he had been in the forge. I didn't care. Just as long as I could see him and know him better.
Just a dream, just an ordinary dream.
As I wake in bed
And the boy, that boy, that ordinary boy.
Or was it all in my head?
Did he asked if I would come along
It all seemed so real.
But as I looked to the door,
I had my gem wrapped in a red velvet cloth. I held it behind my back waiting to let her see its true beauty. I had tested it earlier. It was just the way I wanted it. And I wanted Nerdanel to have it. "Are you ready to see its true beauty?" I asked her. She nodded her head vigorously. "Of course I do." I smiled. "Alright. Here." I handed it to her. She carefully unwrapped the jewel and gasped as she saw it. She now held it up and admired it as I had. It was as if she held a star. The sight of her right then was do much, that it nearly took my breath away. "This cannot be the same jewel that you made earlier today," she exclaimed. "But it is I replied." I came towards her and wrapped my arms around her. "I want you to have it," I whispered. Nerdanel broke from my arms and turned to look into my eyes. Oh how I wished to hold her forever! "But this is too beautiful for me. You should keep it." She tried to hand it back, but I wrapped her hands around it. "No," I stated, "It is for you. A beautiful gem for an even more beautiful lady."
I saw that boy standing there with a deal.
And he said he my take my hand,
Live while you can,
Don't you see your dreams are right in the palm of your hand
Right in the palm of your hand
Right in the palm of your hand
The gem blazed under the stars more brightly than Helluin. Blue and silver flames leaped about inside of it. Feanor's words surprised me. Could he possibly feel the same way about me that I felt about him? The one word that I had never permitted to enter my mind in reference to him?
He blushed at what he said. "Thank you Feanor. I will keep it with me always. Whenever I look at it, I will think of you." Now it was Feanor's turn to look surprised, but it quickly passed. "You will? Thank you." He paused for a moment. "I should go now." He began to walk away, but I stopped him. "Come Feanor, let us walk." So we did. At some point our hands found each other. We stopped finally to look for awhile upon the stars. "Kiss me Feanor," I whispered. "Please kiss me." He smiled. He took me in his strong wonderful arms, arms whose embrace I never wanted to leave. When our lips met I felt the fire that was within him. And I knew, this was the way it was meant to be.
Just a day, just an ordinary day
Jus tryin to get by.
Just a boy,
Just an ordinary boy.
But he was looking to the sky