"Rekindling" for ladyelleth

[dawn_felagund]

This story was written for Elleth, who asked for "Feanor and Nerdanel meet again during the end of the world ... [and] seeing something more action-packed would be nice."

It is probably indicative of the sort of writer that I am that I was more worried about the second part than the first!

The request is pretty indicative of the summary: After ages

Comments

[mithluin]

Oh, nicely done! Nerdanel's ride to Tirion is very surreal and apocalyptic, the perfect prelude to what is to come. There is balm in the ending...it reminds me of the scene in V for Vendetta when Evie says "God is in the rain." Good of you to take Feanor seriously - I have always thought he meant he would die of grief, which is a bit melodramatic. To hear him speaking as the smith who knows the secrets of the jewels is much more fitting.

[dawn_felagund]

Thank you! :) I really, really enjoyed writing the apocalypse scene; it was a good chance to put my horror-writing skills to the test in fanfic!

I can't claim originality in taking Feanor seriously about the effect that the destruction of the Silmarils would have on him. I've seen a few other authors write the same idea, including the belief (which I share) that part of what made the Silmarils so unique--and not able to be replicated--is that Feanor put some of himself into them, kind of like Sauron with the One Ring. Wind and Fire by elfscribe is probably the most recent example I've seen (and comes with my recommendation), but I also remember in ages past seeing a rekindling-of-the-trees story on, of all places, ff.net where Feanor also died in the process of giving light back to the world.

It's always been an idea that I really like: that a character like Feanor who suffered and caused so much suffering could find redemption at the end.

[pandemonium_213]

I've seen a few other authors write the same idea, including the belief (which I share) that part of what made the Silmarils so unique--and not able to be replicated--is that Feanor put some of himself into them, kind of like Sauron with the One Ring.Rampaging Frodo and I were just discussing this concept a couple of days ago. Since he's the hapless victim of my first-pass hackery, he knows a good deal about my interpretation as pertains to the grafting of thought and will into a material object. In his ruminations, he wondered if Fëanor had integrated a part of himself into the Silmarilli, and thus destroying them would likewise destroy him. This launched into a truly nerdsome discussion about the nature of the Silmarilli and JRRT's theme of the possessiveness they triggered. Granted that this is colored by looking through my personal prism, but I see strong parallels between the Silmarilli and the Ring in a number of aspects. I tend to think such similarities were not an accident on JRRT's part

[tarion_anarore]

I seem to be alternating my reviews between SWG and LJ.

This piece is very...I'm not sure there's a word. Bittersweet, I suppose, but more than that. Still, nicely written. I wish I could've found the peace Nerdanel did in this ficlet.

I sure hope this comment doesn't sound totally stupid. I am feeling pretty stupid today.>_<

[dawn_felagund]

Nooo, please don't feel stupid! It makes perfect sense to me; I know that, in Nerdanel's shoes, I would not have found peace so easily. But the only reason I can justify it as not being completely OOC is that they are now in Arda Unmarred and so everyone is all happiness and sweetness anyway. ;)

[tarion_anarore]

Nah, it's that my brain is fried from school, so I'm never sure what is coming out of my mouth! ;)

I think someone said something about this being Arda Marred is why we the readers don't feel the same peace. I like that theory.

[ann_arien]

Oh, I could not pass on reading this one while browsing your latest entries. What a beautiful gift and what a brave venture into a time that is so ambiguously called "the End of the World". I love how you showed us a not entirely changed Feanaro who still holds a grain of rebellion against the Valar. And his admission: "He'd feared so many things. He'd feared his impetuosity and unwisdom. He'd feared heartbreak. Pain. He'd feared Moringotto and the Valar and his own kin. He'd feared the loss of his treasure. His Silmarils. He'd feared death--his own--and more than that, loss and the deaths of those whom he loved. He'd feared that most of all." is impressive and quite sob-worthy