Spirit of Fire by Lotrfan

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Chapter 82


Chapter 82


Nelyo hears his hoarse gasp and bends down to him, gently brushing Fëanor's hair off his forehead with his hand. Fëanor grasps that hand and with all the strength he has left in him pulls Nelyo close. "Stop," he rasps at his firstborn. "Put me down, Nelyo, I must speak to you." Nelyo barks an order to his brothers and Fëanor is gently laid on the ground, his hand still clutching his eldest son's.


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