Míriel Þerinde and Indis

i just wanted to do something different from my current wip, i but accidentally made one of my favourite works of this year haha ✨

timelapse below the cut!

- finwë was delighted by the club. unfortunately the concept of the club only began to form after finwë hit the elven equivalent of having to go to bed strictly at 9 pm with a set of your comfiest jammies on. probably clapped his hands and said "how quaint!" when he was invited to the club's opening.

- miriel was too busy being dead to go clubbing.

- fëanor was NOT at the club. are you kidding me? that man had gems to smith. the forge was his club.

- fingolfin was NOT at the club. he was born in an age where the eldar began to develop classism and decided that clubbing is not for the blue-blooded aristocracy. we cannot blame him for being a product of his time.

- you better believe lalwen was clubbing. whispers are still told about her unparralleled moves at the dance floor and somewhat concerning taste for elven tequilla.

- findis did not go to the club, she was too busy making her resume look perfect for ingwë's court.

- finarfin had his first child by the elven equivalent of 20 yo. he was not clubbing.

- finrod was clubbing for the joy of it. he made many a friend at the club. once nargothrond opened its own club, he want disguised as a commonner and as he reminisced of the careless time of his youth he saw visions of death and ruin and floors covered in blood. he did not go clubbing again.

- maglor was HITTING it at the club scene. the best parties were thrown when maglor was around. unfortunately the constant threat of morgoth's destruction kinda stood in the way of establishing a club at Maglor's Gap. you might say it really killed the vibe.

- galadriel did not go to the club because she was too good for the club. she also didn't drink (valid) and had a meticulously plotted out diet tracking her daily protein intake (the most athletic of noldor hitting the gym? unbelievable.) she was really into cottagge cheese for a while. thankfully she grew out of that phase but still didn't go to the club because 1) she was god's favourite princess and 2) as we established earlier, blue-blooded aristocracy did not go to the club.

Finally, the time has come to show off my entrance for @feanorian-zine!

Miriel is standing behind her young son. His eyes are bright and he is clutching his smithing tools. Behind them, scenes from his future are depicted. The tapestry of his life has already been woven, but in the Vairë's halls it is hard to say, if things have already happened or are yet to come to pass. Either way, the ghost can change nothing.