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           Lúnalótë was the youngest daughter of Manyaro and Lindalëa, and the sister of Anairë. As a child she was energetic and flighty, more so than her elder sisters, taking after her mother in her love of music. She would often run away to the fields outside of Tirion, playing with the children of the farmers and the lesser of Yavanna’s Maiar, and when she was grown she took one of those childhood friends as her husband. This was Nermindil, who had a special connection with the nature spirits in his fields, and even as Lúnalótë taught him her mother’s songs he taught her the music of his Maiarin companions.            Nermindil and Lúnalótë had three children together. The eldest, Awaldiel, was feisty like her mother but devoted to her family’s lands like her father. Her younger brother Hyartamo was quiet and practical, and surprised everyone in his choice of bride: Úriel, an outspoken follower of Fëanáro who took him to reside with her in Tirion. But the couple were happy together, and Úriel delighted in the freedom of Yavanna’s pastures when she and Hyartamo visited his home. Youngest of the siblings was Mámalindë, who inherited his mother and grandmother’s love of song, and was a dear friend to the animals in his care.            Though Lúnalótë’s family of origin were socialites in the court of Tirion, she herself was much happier in the fields with her family of choice. Her life was not simple, as her sister Sendiel once remarked, but rather its trials and challenges were different, and the fruits of her labors more obvious. Yet Lúnalótë loved her sisters and her parents, and when she took her children to visit Tirion they were spoiled by their Aunt Sendiel and befriended by Aunt Anairë’s own children.           When the Darkening came to Valinórë and all was thrown into chaos, Lúnalótë and Nermindil saw their life’s work fall to pieces around them as crops died and animals fled. Helpless, they turned to Úriel their law-daughter and her fiery passion for Fëanáro’s proclamations of flight and freedom, and their hearts were stirred to follow him to Endórë. In the bloodshed at Alqualondë, Awaldiel fought with her cousin Írissë and was slain by a Telerin sailor, bringing much grief to her family. Yet though Sendiel her sister turned back with Arafinwë, Lúnalótë pressed on, her husband and sons with her.            They marched with the children of Ñolofinwë, their kin, save for Úriel and Hyartamo who took the swan-ships with the host of Fëanáro. Amid the storms of Uinen’s fury, Hyartamo was drowned, and Úriel barely survived, rescued by Prince Nelyafinwë at the last moment. Grieving her husband’s death, Úriel swore her service to Nelyafinwë Maitimo, and when he went to parlay with Morgoth she was among his armed host. Along with all his company she was slain, though Maitimo himself was dragged into the depths of Angband.           Lúnalótë, Nermindil, and Mámalindë dared the crossing of the Helcaraxë and the horrors therein. Devoured by the cold, Lúnalótë perished on the Ice, and her empty hröa was left behind by her husband and son, for they could not remain to honor her in death unless they too wished to waste away. They alone of their family reached the far shores, but near as soon as they had arrived, Mámalindë was killed in the Battle of the Lammoth alongside his cousin Arakáno, leaving Nermindil utterly alone. In these new lands not even the field spirits for which he was named would speak to him, many having fled the torments of Gorthaur and those who remained untrusting of the doom-laden Noldor.           Nermindil may have succumbed to grief had not High King Fingolfin taken him into his service, offering him a place in his household should he wish for it, out of respect for their kinship, for Nermindil was the husband of his wife’s sister. Given this purpose, Nermindil roused himself, taking the name Nandil in the Grey-elven tongue, and became Fingolfin’s valet and confidante in Barad Eithel. He served his king faithfully until the Battle of Sudden Flame, when he refused to leave his liege’s side upon the battlefield though he was no warrior himself, and he was killed defending Fingolfin amid the fighting.            Though theirs was a long and dreadful tale of woe, in the end Lúnalótë and her family each found their healing in the Halls of Mandos, and by the end of the Second Age of the Sun they were all reborn in Aman and reunited with those they loved.

          Veryo and Sarnë were elves of the Tatyar who awoke upon the shores of Cuiviénen. In short time they were wed, and Sarnë brought forth a son, Manyaro, whom his parents praised as a blessing from the One. He was raised upon the starlit shores in peace, and was nearly full-grown when his father vanished into the Wild Wood to a fate unknown, though many whispered he had been taken by the Shadow. Manyaro and Sarnë were deeply shaken by Veryo’s loss, turning to the stars for answers, and in the moment of their grief their prayers were answered by the arrival of the Great Hunter Arômêz among the Quendi.           Manyaro placed all his hope in the Valar and was one of the loudest voices advocating for the Quendi to make the Journey to Aman. He deeply admired Finwë, who alone of the Tatyar had seen the Blessed Land, and followed eagerly in his train when they departed. Along the way, Sarnë’s fëa grew weaker and weaker from the grief of Veryo’s loss, and even Manyaro’s desperate attempts to share the flame of his hope with her were not enough to save her from her sorrow. Sarnë’s hröa faded away before the Eldar reached the lands that would come to be known as Beleriand, and her fëa was lost as surely as her husband.           Yet this did not sway Manyaro’s faith in the Valar. Indeed, he became more devoted in his religiosity, leaving the Tatyarin host to join with the Minyar at the front of the train. There he met Lindalëa, an Unbegotten Minyarin singer whose music soothed his sorrow, and slowly they fell in love. After a long, romantic courtship, Manyaro and Lindalëa were married in the bliss of Aman, and together had three daughters.           The eldest was Sendiel, who took more after her mother in creativity than her father in faith, expressing herself in magnificent paintings. She never married, though she deeply appreciated the female form and strove to recreate in her art. Sendiel’s younger sister was Anairë, ever her father’s student; she devoted herself to Nessa Melestamma, the Vala of dance, and became an incredible performer. And youngest of the sisters was Lúnalótë, ever more energetic and practical, who ran often to the fields to play. Eventually when she was grown, Lúnalótë wed the farmer Nermindil, and gave him three children of her own.            Manyaro returned to the court of Finwë, taking his family with them to Tirion where they were among those favored by the King, for Manyaro was one of his closest friends and advisors. Indeed, Finwë and Manyaro arranged a betrothal for their middlest children, encouraging Ñolofinwë and Anairë to become acquainted with the hope they would find happiness together. Though their courtship was not a passionate one, Anairë and Ñolofinwë did come to love one another and were wed, elevating Anairë to a Princess of the Noldor. They had four children together, all of whom were beloved by their mother’s family, especially their Aunt Sendiel, though it was their father’s kin to whom they were the closest.            When the Darkening descended upon Valinórë and Finwë was slain, Manyaro turned as he always did to the Valar, unswayed by Fëanáro’s fierce words of flight and freedom. Bitter were the partings amid the Darkness, for while Lindalëa and Anairë remained in Aman, Anairë’s husband and children departed, as did Sendiel, and Lúnalótë’s whole family. Yet after the Kinslaying at Alqualondë and the proclamation of the Doom of the Noldor, Sendiel’s horror was too great to continue, and she turned back with Arafinwë, seeking forgiveness from the Valar and her family both. But Lúnalótë and her family marched on, each meeting their own dooms in the end.            Yet as the Valar lifted the Moon and Sun into the skies, freeing Arda from utter darkness, they fulfilled also other long-awaited promises. Even as Manyaro mourned the loss of Lúnalótë and his grandchildren, his parents were at last reembodied and returned to him. Veryo had indeed been taken by the Shadow long ago, and in the pits of Utumno he was twisted fëa and hröa into a horrific beast of darkness, but shortly after his transformation was completed he was killed in a brawl between his fellow thralls, slaying no elf himself. Thus he was the first of the orcs to be healed and granted a second chance at life, returning with his beloved wife Sarnë at his side, for her spirit had been rescued by a Maia of Námo wandering the outer lands and brought to heal in the Halls of Mandos.            Though his family was yet sundered, Manyaro lifted his heart in thanks to the Valar, ever more devoted to their majesty, and trusting in the mercy of Eru Ilúvatar and his servants he joined Lindalëa his wife in song and Anairë his daughter in dance to praise the mighty Powers he adored.