Aegnor & Andreth.
You are no Beren, nor I Lúthien— our fates are sundered by the fathomless Sea.
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Aegnor & Andreth.
You are no Beren, nor I Lúthien— our fates are sundered by the fathomless Sea.
Having another normal one where I just stare into the distance mid-conversation remembering how Tolkien kills off Angrod and Aegnor like expendable crewmen in the Silm and then casually, in this random chapter about theology that his son pulls out of a desk drawer or something, drops in that one of those two has the most interesting and soul-crushing romance of the entire legendarium.
Like you do.
Aegnor telling Finrod about that mortal girl he met and fell in love with…and his brother is sad, because he knows what will happen.
Moth and a flame
When the years brings her gray hair, the North-wind also brings the night of his flame…
Some first age Men/Elf relationships
do candles pity moths?
"Do candles pity moths?"
"Or moths candles, when the wind blows them out?"
Aegnor and Andreth
A brief reunion in the Halls
Idril's in trouble
(doesn't belong to me, found this on Facebook)