Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
10 Aug 2019
Sometimes, when they are alone late in the night, they will allow themself to remember Gondolin. They will unwrap those precious memories from the buried, hidden place in their chest where they have locked them away. At once they can see the shining city again, smell the mountain air sweet in their nose, hear the sound of cold water running through the fountains. They can recall their fathers. They remember lullabies and strong arms holding them close. Just for a moment, they can remember what it was not to be afraid. But then comes the memory of how it was all lost, comes burning buildings and screaming in terror, the grinding screech of Morgoth's war machines against the walls, and the split second of shock on their father's face when the balrog had caught hold of him and dragged him over the cliff.
Though they never allow themself to feel any of these things, save when there is no one to hear them weep, they are never far from Laitar's mind.
And so when the Fëanorian host descends upon them and Sirion burns, the sight is almost familiar.
In which Glorfindel and Ecthelion are survived by their child, for a time. The surviving sons of Fëanor are kind enough to reunite them. It is not a happy event.