Child of Kings
Hearken now and hear me speak of the glories of ages past, of a maiden with golden hair. Tall and strong and fell was she, daughter of Finarfin, Finwë’s son.
Child of kings, tresses glowing with Laurelin’s light strong of spirit, accounted great and wise. Far she roamed seeking distant lands.
The king’s first wife was consumed in the birthing of her mighty son. Long he mourned her as his son grew swift and strong. After long debate, he took a second wife. And yet, Fëanor would accept no other – usurper of his mother’s place. Indis, of Ingwë’s people, bore her lord two sons. Little love did Fëanor bear them – Fingolfin and Finarfin. Yet from these brothers and their children came mighty deeds, and fell, throughout the ages of Arda.
Fëanor was loved by the Noldor, and great he deemed himself and great he was. But his brothers were also loved and he saw not that love shared is not love lessened.
Craft he had in making and created wondrous jewels. The greatest of all these were the three Silmarils, and the trees’ light remains now only in the earth, sky and sea.
Yet between the king’s eldest son and Finarfin’s child enmity arose. She mistrusted him from the start, deeming him arrogant And she knew that little love he had for Indis and her children, and her children’s children. He asked for a strand of her radiant hair and was denied. Proud also was Galadriel and her dislike of Fëanor grew as did his of her. She shunned the Dark Lord, though seeming fair for evil is still evil whatever form it wears. But although neither would hearken to him they heard his words, and longing awakened in both for the far and distant lands of their peoples’ birth. Fëanor’s jealousy was exploited until he turned upon his kin. Death came, and fell words evil deeds and death.
Then the Noldor departed, and of the king’s line, few would return to Aman.
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