A series of hundred word drabbles about the life of Fingolfin. Please R&R
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...but Fingolfin was the strongest
---The Silmarillion
Grief
A new word.
Finarfin crumbles with tears and hopeless cries. Feanor burns with greater pain then I can know. I am caught between them. I cannot weep though around me tears rain. I cannot burn though fire threaten to engulf me. Each presses me to bend, break. I will not.
Despair whispers to surrender; stop fighting. Hope whispers patience; heal again. Vengeance commands to rise and fight be strong. But I am hollow. I am weak.
Feanor calls the banner for Vengeance, I lift my blade; kiss the edge. I will find my peace. I will be strong again.