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Chapter 57
He hears nothing of the lamentation around him, his grief deafening him in its immensity. Nelyo's arm around his waist barely holds him steady, as Fëanor sways on his feet, when Nolofinwë's strong arms unexpectedly come around him and his brother's voice breaks through the dull roar in his ears. He presses his forehead to Fëanor's and says "I am so sorry. I never knew it felt like this." Shared grief bonds them as nothing else before has.
the intermittent use of "brother" rather than "half-brother" here and in subsequent chapters is intentional to mirror the conflicting and shifting perceptions Fëanor has regarding his siblings.