"A Different Kind of Flame" and "Fire and Terror" by Himring

A Different Kind of Flame

A craftswoman weaves Feanorian flames, but Morgoth's flames prove deadlier.

Curutane spent seven long northern winters weaving flames into brocade so that Maedhros should finally have a robe she considered suitable to his role in Beleriand. Curutane was no courtier, but a dedicated craftswoman; she had moved to a small village because she found the main settlement at Helevorn too distracting. However, she held firm opinions. The robe had been gift, compliment, reproof and exhortation all at once. That her cousin had acknowledged it and wore the robe was all the reward she craved.

Then a black winter came. Flames hotter than any she had woven destroyed craftswoman and loom.

Chapter End Notes

Written for Tolkien OC Week on Tumblr and for the prompt "Hot and Hotter" at Tolkien100 on LiveJournal.

100 words in MS Word.

Previous stories featuring Curutane:
Maryame crosses the Marches to see Vanimo
 

Previous story featuring the robe she made for Maedhros:
A Length of Ribbon

She also made Maedhros a cloak:
The Cloak

(These links go to AO3, because I copied them from there, but these stories can also be found on this archive.)