Tengwar: To The Letter by cuarthol

Malta (gold)

The last
(No warnings.  Drabble)

What little regret Mîm felt could not undo the years.  His vengeance was no comfort, for it fell heaviest on one he had not hated in his heart, though he had held him in bitterness in the end.

He passed through the halls of Nulukkizdin that was, now largely consumed within the later delvings of Nargothrond, and wailed.  His voice echoed eerily in the empty darkness, whispering in return that he was now truly and wholly alone.

For all the gold of Glaurung’s hoard and of Felagund lost, nothing could return Khîm to life nor Ibum to his father’s side.