[ @scldsouls. ⚒ ] ——— 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.
THE REALIZATION THAT MAIRON LEFT WILLINGLY, SHATTERED HER HEART IN A MILLION PIECES. yavanna and aulë had done everything within their power to guarantee that mairon would not be a mistake, granted by erú whom specified he did not wish that she became a problem such as the dwarves once. how could they not had seen that she was being seduced by melkor to join him in his dark tidings? now that she was gone to arda, the vála had no permission to leave valinor and seek her out, bring her back home… especially not yavanna. she suffered the loss of a daughter and they wished for her to remain quiet and await for mairon’s return –––––––– the queen of all living things was well aware that their daughter would not return. not whilst melkor seduced her with his false promises and all the power she could possess.
❝ how, beloved husband? ❞ forest green eyes moved upwards to meet with his, hands gently holding on his as she sat down close to the forge where the both of them spent their days together. how odd it was to witness it without the light of their PRECIOUS daughter there. ❝ she will not return willingly… therefore, melkor must be stopped before he harms her. ❞ yavanna was attempting to remain with the strength that was granted to those of her race but this was far too much. ❝ please bring her home, aulë. i beg of you. ❞
——— ⚒. ——— ‘𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃??’ Her words rang like great bells in his ears. How?? How would they get her back?? How?? He rested against the nearest forge, fingers curled into her hands knuckles pale and tense, and fingers trembling.
❝ I . ❞ The Smith holds no answers, for all is 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 to him. It’s only the touch of Yavanna, the Queen of the Earth that keeps him from slipping to the ground and wailing in guilt and grief. ❝ How can we... without going against the word of Eru and Manwë?? ❞ Finally, he gazed at her glossy tears ready to drop from mournful eyes, as if a silent plea to have the 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒.









