It Gives A Lovely Light (Drabble/Ficlet Collection) by oshun

Child of Hope

The conception of Celebrimbor

"I hate the darkness; I hate the rain and cold. I hate listening to your brothers' trivial, repetitious arguments; they're like a passel of bored schoolboys whose master is away," she said.

"I like the seasons, the black night sky, and bright stars. One appreciates the clear, warm days more. I know Formenos is not to everyone's taste. But we must make the best of it. You need to relax; find work that you enjoy. Walk or ride into town more often."

"Varda's arse, Curvo. Listen to yourself! You sound like a vendor trying to sell an inferior rug to a unenthusiastic customer."

"It is hard for all of us, love." Curufinwë pulled her body against his and gave her a long, deep kiss. "There are always things one can do to pass the time."

"We can't make love tonight, I could conceive... Curvo, wait... Oh, yes. Like that. Yes!"