Tengwar: To The Letter by cuarthol

Vala (one of the Valar)

Beautiful indignation
(No warnings.  Drabble)

Zimrahin slammed the door, not caring who might overhear.

“I’ll be damned if I’ll hold my tongue in my own home.  Light we were promised, Light of the Gods in the west.  And what did we find?  The same Lord of Darkness who once tormented us already here, and even the Elves cannot escape him.  If the Valar care not even for them, what hope for any of us?”  

She folded her arms, unrepentant.  “Worry not.  My anger passes swiftly.  ‘Tis an old bitterness.”

Malach found he rather liked her when she was angry, quite unable to hide his smile.

Chapter End Notes

Zimrahin was the wife of Malach and great-grandmother of Hador.