#umbarto

Amrod... *deep sigh*

I swear I wanted to post something else but the heart does what he heart wants! ⸜(ˊᗜˋ)⸝

@feanorianweek day 6;

Ambarussa's childhood. Pityo and Telvo are now 20 years old, big enough to visit grandfather Mahtan's remote house all by themselves! After begging their parents for weeks, Fëanáro and Nerdanel relented, and sent the boys on their way. They had drawn a map, but they soon learned it might not be as accurate as they thought it was... should've asked Nelyo for help, he studied cartography after all! It's a big world for little twins!

(Fefe and Nerdie sent Tyelko to keep track of the boys so that nothing bad would happen. Tyelko stays hidden so the twins think they're all alone.)

"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 🌾 ->

Fëanor wants his sons’ names to reflect their individuality; Nerdanel thinks it’s important to preserve their special bond as twins. Fëanor is wrong. What’s the angle here? Is Fëanor ‘disrupting the balance’ by insisting both atar- and amilessës are individual? Does he just not like the names?

--which is the second bizarre bit. All Nerdanel’s other name have some deeper character significance (except Maedhros’, which is just ironic) than ‘redhead’. Was the hair colour a foresight barrier? How in Eä is it relevant enough to their character to merit being an amilessë?

But recently, she ran out of Disney princesses and random names, so she had us write names on index cards and turn them in.

She handed me a couple of index cards, and I immediately the knowledge of the House of Finwë spark in my brain like,