A Teleri Treasury by Rhyselle

Doubt

Doubt

(A true drabble)

The white ships which had capsized beyond the harbour looked as if they were burning, reflecting the light of the funeral pyres that burned on the shoreline. The Fëanoreans who had known nothing of ship handling had quickly drowned, joining the Teleri sailors they'd killed in Lord Námo's Halls.

Olwë stared out at the broken hulls and wondered what else he could have said to Fëanor. What words would have prevented his people's deaths? Should he have given in to the demands? Should he have told his people to sail the Noldor east to Middle-earth; defying the Valar's command?

No.

(written Nov. 20, 2008)

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