The Fate Of The Silmarils, my digital art.
This story is about Elwing, who turned into a white bird. She took the stone to the sky. And about the two brothers who disappeared with the stones. One in the sea, the other in a fiery pit.

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The Fate Of The Silmarils, my digital art.
This story is about Elwing, who turned into a white bird. She took the stone to the sky. And about the two brothers who disappeared with the stones. One in the sea, the other in a fiery pit.
More Silm shit posting
RIP to Finwë. And like why would you say it that way Mandos lmao
how is feanor even supposed to retrieve the fire silmaril for the breaking. like, the nauglamir silmaril is pretty easy to retrieve, and Ulmo can probably fish the ocean silmaril up when it comes time. but. the fire silmaril. where even was the fiery chasm Mae jumped into. is it even still there? does Aule have to go root around in Arda's plate tectonics? is it actually the Cracks of Doom? do they have to send a hobbit to trek back to Orodruin, this time to take a piece of jewelry back out? in an arkenstone-silmaril situation, does somebody have to hike out to Thorin's tomb? do they have to do a whole Quest for the Silmaril again.
He maked these. No using. No touching. No asking to touch. No coming any closer. No looking. No yearning. They are being put away now. aww.
I realized I had never made a chibi Fëanor! You must imagine me making the same gesture as him here when I present my art.
POV you just got a Silmaril:
The third kinslaying.
“maedhros did deeds of surpassing valour, and the orcs fled before his face; for since his torment upon thangorodrim his spirit burned like a white fire within, and he was as one that returns from the dead.”
— prints available in my shop :)
And it is told of Maglor that he could not endure the pain with which the Silmaril tormented him; and he cast it at last into the Sea, and thereafter he wandered ever upon the shores, singing in pain and regret beside the waves.