"Tengwar" ficlets by chrissystriped

Calma - Lamp

Nerdanel admires her father's work.

Nerdanel rested her chin on the table and stared into the blue, sparkling crystal of the lamp. It was held by a mesh of copper twine bound in the shape of a mountain range.

“It’s beautiful, atya”, she said. “You are so good at this. Can I have it next to my bed tonight?”

Mahtan laughed and stroked her hair with his large, warm hand. “But only for tonight. I have to bring it to Aule tomorrow.”

“I know.” Nerdanel pouted. “You always give the beautiful things away.” “That’s part of being a crafts-person”, her father said. “You have to be able to let go of the things you make. And it is the best feeling to see the joy in the face of the recipient.”

Nerdanel nodded slowly. “Like when I make paintings for you and emya?”

Her father kissed her. “Just like that.”