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[celebenarinya]

This is one of everybody's favorite parts of the story!!!!!!!!!!!!

I tried a bunch of new things here!

First - landscape orientation. Then, the perspective. Then, the character in the distance 👀 and also the snake things in the border. IDK those Nordic snake things seemed fitting, in bronze.

You'd have to click on it to see Fingon's face...it's a little distant lol, sorry about that...

[celebenarinya]

What Am I Worth to You? (Tolkien Gen day 2)

Wafting void. The sharp sting of distant smoke in the starless night and the nothing below his feet kept Maedhros up at night. Maybe if he could disassociate his torment from his worth, he could find the will to live. He would shut out Sauron's whispers had he the choice, only they seemed so ingrained in him now that he did not remember when he stopped fighting.

"You are doing better today." Fingon wrapped Mae's stump with a pleasantness that felt almost fake. An ease. He stopped asking Mae if he was alright in the mornings because the response was never good, he always insisted Mae did a little better, each day. Maybe he understood the nature of his torment and combatted the lies with truth, but how could Maedhros know.

"Did you drink your morning medicine?" Fingon was saying, still lightly.

Maedhros turned his head. He did not. He did not want to, but already he was caught in overwhelming pointlessness, as though he were worthless for not doing it, he knew it mattered but hated how it tasted, he had been drinking it for the last two weeks and could not stand it yet was guilty before the only people who mattered to him for not doing it. It did not help that he felt stupid for feeling this way.

Read the rest on AO3 ... thank you!! The Sound of My Brother's Voice and Other One-Shots - Chapter 2 - Celeben Arinya (Celeben_Arinya) - The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien [Archive of Our Own]

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