A Sense of History: Straight Road
The next in a series of articles about ships passing to and from the West, Simon uses "The Fall of Númenor" to attempt to arrive at Tolkien's reading of the exordium to "Beowulf."
Thanks to GG and the Lizard Council, once again.
Greed is good! Write a story or poem or create artwork that will prove or disprove this statement.
For B2MeM 2011, Day Six: Fire Unchecked: Fëanor leaves the Gardens of Lórien after his mother's demise. (A drabble according to Open Office.)
He leaves Lórien for the last time, for Estë's maidens have ceased tending his mother. The still body, silver hair, the pointed face and puckered lips, ungentle frown, delicate, calloused fingers, will not last. The hröa of Míriel will return to the stuff of Arda, they say; her fëa remain in Mandos. No more thoughts of imagined understanding and empathy. Great crafters both, he could spin whole nights of solitary conversation, for were mother and son not alike in joy and skill? No more thoughts of waking her: he knows the damage of a greedy fire left to burn unchecked.
This story was inspired by several different History of Middle-earth versions of the story of Finwë and Míriel, so may not conform with Silmarillion canon depending on the way you read it.