Tengwar: To The Letter by cuarthol

Essë (name)

Felagund, who knew no fear.
(References to death.  Drabble)

It was a battle he could not win, but defeat would not come one breath before its time.  Broken by songs of power, he sang on.  Chained and cast into darkness, he knew freedom.  Left to endure the pained cries of his truest companions as one by one they were ripped asunder and their souls sent flying to Mandos, he knew his own fate.

Even as he lay bleeding upon cold stone, Beren’s hands clutching him, he smiled into the darkness.  He had won.  He had overcome.  Though taken in death, he had denied Sauron his greatest prize: his name.