Tengwar: To The Letter by cuarthol

Rómen (east)

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(No warnings.  Drabble)

There was no right way to orient such a thing, no direction more worthy, but consistency was important.  Finrod contemplated the would-be map, unable to decide.

“West, surely?” Angrod said.

“Just as reasonable to put it at the bottom,” Aegnor countered.  “We turned our backs on it, did we not?”

“That was not why we left,” Angrod said

“It does not change the fact.”

Angrod shrugged.  “East, then.”

The same argument applied, even if not to themselves; their grandfathers both had turned their back on that.

“North,” Finrod said at last.  “Where our foe lies; where we face our fate.”