A Hundred Pieces of Colored Cloth

by ThurinRanger

100 little flash-fictions, each inspired by one of the prompts for the 100 drabble challenge. No warnings, unless indicated specifically for a certain drabble. On many of Tolkien's Middle Earth works, but mainly the Silmarillion. DISCLAIMER: I don't own it. Current chapter: Painting:In Tol Galen UPDATE: check me out at snottorsphloxDOTcom that's where I've been

46. I Know You:Nerdanel and Feanaro

I Know You, But Where?

Nerdanel stood as she did every day, at the back of the group, a lingering figure who always showed up alone before the gates of Mandos, and always left alone, face fallen a little further into loneliness and despair.

She watched hopefully, eyes searching for faces she knew for the millionth time as the Elves were released from the Halls of Waiting, recognizing and hurrying to their families.

Nerdanel's heart sighed and a small smile spread across her face as a young ellon was reunited with his wife. He was very tall, like her Maitimo, and the elleth had to stand on tip-toe to reach him for a tender kiss, just like she had had to stand on tip-toe for a last goodbye kiss before he left for Middle Earth, her lovely firstborn.

She shivered, gathered the monstrous shawl her grumpy Carnister had made her so long ago around her, even though it was not cold.

She had come here every day for ages, hoping for a familiar face to embrace and walk home for a hot meal.

She was beginning to wonder if Namo would ever give her family back to her.

Her heart skipped a beat suddenly as a pair of searching silver eyes caught on her from somewhere in the crowd, confused, searching.

"Excuse me, pardon me." he muttered apologetically to the oblivious Elves he slid past, finally reaching the lone woman at the back of the crowd, frozen with apprehension.

"Pardon me, I know you, but where?" he asked, confused, cocking his head at her, eyes demanding an answer the way they always had.

"Oh, Feanaro!" she cried, the tears of years of being all alone spilling down her cheeks as she beheld him, her long-awaited husband.

And then he remembered.

...because my Muse is in love with Lonely!Nerdanel. Seriously, though, she is just really hard to not write about! :/

This one was inspired by a scene from 'Sauron Is the Cutest Thing Ever!' by KiyaJinnSkywalkerKenobi, a truly awesome and hilarious story, which I highly recommend, :D

Maitimo-Maedhros

Carnister-Caranthir

Feanaro-Feanor

Namo-Mandos

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