Unforgotten by

Chapter 1

Warnings for:

The Silmaril causing Eärendil to go blind.

(Being so close to bright light for so long is bound to leave a mark.)

Ilmarë is gender-queer and uses ae/aer pronouns (originally, because I was testing to see if I like those pronouns for myself as well, but I liked them so much for Ilmarë as well, so it's a thing now in my fics)

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He remembers her face, remembers the dew drops in her hair in the early morning hours, glittering softly with the first rays of the sun. They were young then. Young and in love. Oh how long it has been since those days.

He remembers Elwing’s smiles, too. They are seared into his memory.

The Silmaril could not take them from him, even as it took his sight.

At first, it was difficult to tell the difference, for the void is always dark, but then even the stars vanished from view, taken by the light of the brightest star in the night sky.

Now, Ilmarë acts as his eyes. Without aer he would have lost his way long ago.

But together, they continue on their journey. Round and round until the breaking of the world.

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Chapter End Notes

So this prompt took me on a wild journey.

Originally, I planned to write about Yavanna and Aule. Then I landed on Lúthien and somehow that idea ended up here.

Eärendil wasn't who I expected to write about tonight, but that's just how it is sometimes, isn't it 😂