Meet & Greet Instadrabbling by elennalore

Sunflower seeds or flax? Eönwë stood uncertain, two sacks in hand. Sunflower seeds were tastier, but flax was better for stomach health. Manwë had complained such problems lately; long hours of sitting on his throne did this even to a Vala. Perhaps some exercise could be a good thing, too. When was the last time Manwë had left Taniquetil? Not since the Two Trees were destroyed. There needs to be a change, Eönwë decided.

When he bowed before Manwë, offering flax for his health, he dared to make a suggestion. “Let’s go for a walk. It might cheer you up.”

Nerdanel hurried home, but there was a tree trunk shaped like an Elf, and she had to sketch it. Then she visited the workshop where the best clay was sold. Not far from home, she met Anairë; they talked. Someone asked her opinion on Fëanáro’s latest preoccupation – she told them to mind their own business.

Finally, at home, Nelyo came running.

“Emmë, it’s complete chaos! Tyelko has broken a vase and Curvo kicked Moryo and hurt his toe. Káno is sulking upstairs only because we asked him to shut up for a moment!”

“Sorry, Nelyo,” she sighed. “I was delayed.”