After the Fall by Alassante

And down we go...

A/N In my defense - people requested that I write the other two.

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You’d think that gems that are ‘alive, imperishable, and sacred’ would be treated with more respect than we were. Things all started going downhill when Melkor dragged us out of Formenos with his creepy friend. I lost a lot of respect for him when he screamed like a girl over a spider. Seriously.

Then to stick us in his crown like he’s Princess Barbie and we’re his bling? At least there we were safe from the idiot spawn of Feanor. Talk about apples falling far from the tree!

Then because that one-handed nitwit thought he could fly, I’m…Eru knows where!

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