Now a Quill, Now a Sword
Findekáno could see him writing this letter as clearly as if Maitimo were before him. Sitting with his back straight, head tilted a little, the fingers of his left hand drumming on the table as he pondered over the words. Findekáno could see him opening one of Elemmírë’s poetry books that he always kept on his desk to make sure he had not quoted her poem erroneously, even though he knew all of her works by heart. Findekáno could see Maitimo’s meticulously and richly embroidered sleeve smearing the ink on the sheet. Maitimo would huff in annoyance and roll his sleeves back, then start writing the letter anew. His letters had to be perfect without mistakes or marks.
Maedhros and Fingon's relationship from Valinor to Beleriand told through a series of letters
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Written for @tolkienrsb
Art: @melestasflight/ Melesta
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Story: HewerOfCaves / @zealouswerewolfcollector
Rating: T
Warnings: Major character death
Relationships: Maedhros/Fingon
Characters: Maedhros, Fingon
Word Count: 11817