#telufinwe

Latest portraits - Beleriand portraits.

Fëanor, Nerdanel & Celebrimbor - Children of Ñolofinwë - Ñolofinwë, Anairë & Grandchildren - Children of Arafinwë - Arafinwë, Eärwen, & Grandchildren - Finwë, Míriel, Indis & Findis, Írimë

HC:

Both the twins have an impressive green hand and actually served in Tirion’s Farmers’ Guild. Though Amrod had the finer mind for the more profitable side of agriculture.

Maedhros and Caranthir’s genius, one among many, is positioning the twins at Amon Ereb in Beleriand. This way, the Feanorions controlled the biggest arable land for food production and established food monopoly in the south. Amrod and Amras experimented with crop hybrids that were more resistant to weather and pests. They also introduced potatoes and different mushrooms into the diet of the wood-elves.

Skills and personal style evolve - sometimes I'm still charmed by my old works, but other times I can definitely notice improvements. I actually have both reactions while watching this (terrible) video about the #Feanorions from 10 or so years ago, and the ones I painted in the past few weeks.

I don't know how to explain, but the new versions feel more... "real" to me (especially #Ambarussa , for some reason)

@feanorianweek day 6: ambarussa

"We made some scones!”

Káno, who had been in the middle of playing a dramatic nocturne on the piano, turned to see the Ambarussa behind him—holding a plate of exquisite pastries.

Káno’s mouth watered. He snatched a few scones and stuffed them in his mouth. They were both sweet and soft. He savored every bite.

“Pityo, Telvo, your cooking will never fail to impress me,” Káno exclaimed, licking the crumbs off his fingers. “It surpasses even Ammë’s!”

Pityo grinned. “Thank you, hanno!”

Telvo frowned, glancing at the piano. “When was the last time you ate?”

Káno didn’t answer that.

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"We made some scones!”

Maglor, who had been in the middle of composing another depressing stanza of the Nolodantë, turned to see Elrond and Elros behind him—holding a plate of exquisite pastries.

“These look wonderful, you two!” Maglor said. His eyes narrowed. “We’re on rations. Where did you get sugar?”

“Atto took care of it,” Elros said impatiently. “Come on, just try one!” he exclaimed.

Maglor laughed and took one.

He ate it.

The twins looked at him eagerly.

“Pityo, Telvo, this tastes wonderful!” Káno exclaimed.

Elrond cocked his head. “Who?”

Maglor blinked.

“Sorry, I—…just lost in thought.”

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"hanno" - "brother", informal

"ammë" - "mother", informal

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<- day 11: credit ⛔️ | day 13: abundance 🌾 ->

Pityo after brother's death (with Telvo's horse)