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Title: Spirit of Fire
Author: Phyncke
Character(s): Fëanor/Manwë
Rating: NC-17
Beta: Khylea
Warnings: Slash, AU elements, character death (canon)
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, they are the property of JRR Tolkien and his estate, and I have borrowed them for my own amusement and for yours I hope.
For: nuinzelen and the Slashy Valentine 2012 Swap.
Summary: An “elf” arrives to work at Fëanor’s forge, Vala intervention in the life of the famous artisan.
Prologue
For the son to live, the mother had to die, had to give all of her strength to the fire of her child’s spirit. Inherent in Fëanáro’s birth lay tragedy and sorrow for so great a sacrifice. Miriel, mother of the strongest of the Elda ever born, held on long enough to see her son to full age and then went to rest, her body and mind weary of living, and the burdens of the world. She lay in the gardens of the Valar and so slumbered, her fëa,in keeping with Mandos.
Her kin bore this for a time, her husband Finwë visited while there yet was hope that she might be restored, but after a time, when hope was gone, he came no longer to the gardens. Miriel faded away and the Valar let her die, as she willed. One could not be forced to live when one would not. Manwë grieved this choice and the effect it would have on the boy, the resentments that might fester and grow in the mind of one so young.
He wondered if there was something he could do and so thought a while on his mountain looking out through the clouds, pondering and deliberating present, past, and the future yet to come.
( Spirit of Fire... )
Author: Phyncke
Character(s): Fëanor/Manwë
Rating: NC-17
Beta: Khylea
Warnings: Slash, AU elements, character death (canon)
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, they are the property of JRR Tolkien and his estate, and I have borrowed them for my own amusement and for yours I hope.
For: nuinzelen and the Slashy Valentine 2012 Swap.
Summary: An “elf” arrives to work at Fëanor’s forge, Vala intervention in the life of the famous artisan.
Prologue
For the son to live, the mother had to die, had to give all of her strength to the fire of her child’s spirit. Inherent in Fëanáro’s birth lay tragedy and sorrow for so great a sacrifice. Miriel, mother of the strongest of the Elda ever born, held on long enough to see her son to full age and then went to rest, her body and mind weary of living, and the burdens of the world. She lay in the gardens of the Valar and so slumbered, her fëa,in keeping with Mandos.
Her kin bore this for a time, her husband Finwë visited while there yet was hope that she might be restored, but after a time, when hope was gone, he came no longer to the gardens. Miriel faded away and the Valar let her die, as she willed. One could not be forced to live when one would not. Manwë grieved this choice and the effect it would have on the boy, the resentments that might fester and grow in the mind of one so young.
He wondered if there was something he could do and so thought a while on his mountain looking out through the clouds, pondering and deliberating present, past, and the future yet to come.
( Spirit of Fire... )
