3. Vinyamar:  fear of change

A Sindar Elf

Reluctance

            When the time came to follow their Noldo lord to the secret place where he had decided to build a new city and stronghold for them, Nerwion hid himself away.  Only at the insistence of his adar had he accepted a place within Vinyamar, as he had been happy living within the glades of the forest as they’d done before the Fire-eyes had arrived.

            Much change had the Noldor brought with them, and he’d watched the raising of the city in awe and suspicion, grieving for each tree felled to make way for another building to be raised, weeping as the earth itself was made to offer up its bones with which to construct yet another wall.

            And they would now leave this place, wrought with much labor and care, to hide away from the rest of the world?  Nay, not even for the fear of Morgoth would he leave his home again.  Let the others seek the vain illusion of safety; he would rather take his chances in the open, where he might see the coming of enemies.