Drabbles: The Silmarillion and Unfinished Tales by Zdenka

Division

Celebrimbor rebels. Possible AU (it probably didn’t happen this way, but I got an image in my mind and wanted to write it).

Celebrimbor stands with the others to hear the returned prisoners’ story. Beren wept for Finrod, he thinks, as my father did not. A reckless impulse stirs within him.

He watches the faces of the crowd, how they lean toward the speakers; he remembers listening to his father and uncle as they examined every aspect of Nargothrond for weaknesses. He imagines setting a metal peg in a small crack of a rock face, then swinging the hammer to split it neatly apart.

He moves through the crowd, speaking softly. And the power in Nargothrond slides gently back from Celegorm to Orodreth.

Chapter End Notes

Written for tolkien_weekly, prompt "Woodwork: peg"