#athrabeth

[atya-asf]

Finrod casually coming really close to discovering Evolution while trying his hardest to explain to Andreth that death is natural for humans, not a curse from Morgoth, just to end up being told that he's a weirdo will never not be funny to me.

The Athrabeth is full of gems and I love itttt.

[emyn-arnens]

every day I think about how insane Tolkien was for having Aegnor, Fell Fire, Sharp-flame, the flame to Andreth's moth, die during the Battle of Sudden Flame

[quixoticanarchy]

Reread the Athrabeth and hey Finrod. wdym you just casually foresee the Bragollach and the end of the siege and your own brother's death and what you conclude from that is well that's why it's better that he ghosted you, Andreth, since he's going to die soon anyway. hope that helps 👍

[edennill-archived]

As unconvincing as I find the introduction of the "Old Hope" element in the Athrabeth (as a Catholic myself!), one does have to admire how the exchange basically goes —

Andreth: Anyway, here's what some of my people believe; needless to say, I think it's nonsense.

Finrod: Stars above, this is the missing link to my entire philosophical system, I am accepting this as true AT ONCE

[elves-as-things-my-friends-said]

Andreth to Finrod: I read the bones, the bones say fuck you.

[verecunda]

Been meaning to share this for ages - an absolutely beautiful commission of Andreth and Aegnor done for me by the lovely @neldeathstar. Thank you so very much again! 🥰🥰🥰

[southfarthing]

it's so important to me that aegnor is the most beautiful ethereal elf you've ever seen and andreth is like. ok. no facial features that really grab anyone's attention

what draws aegnor to her is all the things about her that seem to contradict each other. the way she looks so at home in middle earth, so at one with the heather as her bed and the stars as jewels in her hair, when aegnor knows her fëa is not of middle earth. the way she is so young compared to him, yet the way she talks with such knowledge and heaviness, and the way her eyes hint at memory long before her years, but memory that weighs on her and lends wisdom and passion to her words all the same.

he cannot help but be bewitched by her, to try to make sense of her, while knowing every glance he steals of her in the still water of the lake brings him closer to his doom. he looks anyway

[advancedscurvy]

i love the athrabeth