Spirit of Fire by Lotrfan

Chapter 83

Chapter 83

Their pale faces circle him, these beloved sons of his. He gazes at each of their faces in turn before he speaks, but Fëanor knows he has little time. "I have only moments more with you, my sons. My spirit is strong but the body that houses it grows too weak to hold it anymore. You have my love, my brilliant boys." He shakes his head at their protests then he looks once more at each of them before his eyes go to the darkened peaks of Thangorodrim and he takes a final deep, burning breath. "I curse you Morgoth, to the Everlasting Dark. I keep my Oath for vengeance and my sons will keep it when I am gone." Nelyo's hand grips his tightly and he feels Nelyo's lips kiss his forehead as his sons together repeat their Oath.