back timeline an(?)OTP - Annatar/Celebrimbor
Celebrimbor rubbed at his face with a towel, then hung it around his neck as he stared proudly down at the rapidly cooling ring of metal. It wasn't quite what they were trying for yet, not strong enough or stable enough, but it was close. The closest they'd come so far. He turned his grin up at his companion, lit by the red light of the forge fires, eyes shining. "We almost had it."