FIL3T

pleurer en couleur (to cry in color)

round

lumière s'éteint (light dies)

[prints]

pour ceux qui ne cessent de s'aimer (for those who never stop loving each other)

[...] Turgon said: 'Fight not against doom, O my children! Seek ye who may safety in flight, if perhaps there be time yet: but let Tuor have your lealty.' But Tuor said: 'Thou art king', and Turgon made answer: 'Yet no blow will I strike more', and he cast his crown at the roots of Glingol. Then did Galdor who stood there pick it up, but Turgon accepted it not, and bare of head climbed to the topmost pinnacle of that white tower that stood nigh his palace. - The Fall of Gondolin

rest(er)

treat for @fadesense in this year's Viperquin exchange.

But in that hour, Finarfin forsook the march, and turned back, being filled with grief, and with bitterness against the House of Fëanor [...] and many of his people went with him, retracing their steps in sorrow [...] But his sons were not with him [...] - The Silmarillion, "Of the Flight of the Noldor"

Tolkien in Color: The House of Finwë (part 12/x)

Revenant for @tolkienrsb 2025 in collaboration with @mossquitoman. Here's part of the original art prompt: