Tengwar: To The Letter by cuarthol

Anca (jaws)

I have learned you
(No warnings.  Drabble)

Morwen did not show her feelings readily, but she felt them, even if others would accuse her of having none.  Húrin had learned the subtle signs of them in her bearing.

The way her shoulders relaxed when she was content, how her eyes crinkled just slightly even if she did not laugh, the silence of her anger, the set of her jaw when she was afraid: he knew them all as old companions.

It was how he knew to caress her just there to reassure her, to feel her unclench beneath his palm as he drew her into a kiss.