I want more of this! Always elated to see Elemmakil in a story -- Kenaz was the one that made me love him, and I love that you have taken to telling his story too!
Author's Response: Thanks! See, I blame you for my Elemmakil obsession; I'd never thought much about him before your Sultry in September prompt! ;) I do plan to write more in this arc eventually but I want to finish one of my other long fics before I start another big project.
This was a lovely little snippet.
I've always loved Ecthelion.
Is this a sort of prequel to the other fic you wrote with Elemmakil and Veronwe? (Slashy in September) I think it was.
Ecthelion laid a gentle hand on Elemmakil's shoulder. “Stay, if you wish. I am not asking you to follow me.”
The answering smile was crooked and sad. “I would follow you into Angband itself, whether you asked it of me or no.” He closed his eyes and turned his face to the wind, and the even features settled into resolve. “Very well. I will come with you to Gondolin.”
Ecthelion pressed a light kiss to his brow. “For my part, I am glad.”
I loved this.
My question is, does Ecthelion know Elemmakil is in love with his lord?
Its such a beautiful unrequited love story, nonetheless. A bit sad, but still beautiful. :)
Author's Response: Hi, Gabriel! Yes, it is a little prequel - although it was meant to stand alone too, being a stocking stuffer. (Kenaz read my earlier story but I didn't want to assume everyone had!)
Good question...I think Ecthelion must know or suspect something, but wouldn't treat Elemmakil any differently because of it.
Thank you so much!
Your descriptions are beautiful, you truly paint with words - and you made very few say so much.
Author's Response: Thank you so much! :D
What a gripping and foreboding last image, narya!
I am with Elemmakil! I also love that he immediately wants to know what Aredhel thinks of all this! He knows she is not one to hide away.
And he was right.
Lovely moment you've caught here.
Author's Response: Thank you :D I love Elemmakil (to say that he appears for all of about three paragraphs...talk about disproportionate fascination with a minor character!).
That last image of thick grey clouds that culred into fists- is astounding.
I'm with Elemmakil. Turgid the Turgid, as Erestor woul dsay.
Author's Response: Thank you :D I...have surprised myself for developing a reluctant fondness for Turgon. I feel sorry for him, although I don't agree with everything he did - and I feel sorrier for Elemmakil, away from the mountains and wilds he loves, and for those like Ecthelion and Glorfindel, who followed out of loyalty but I think would feel they could be doing *more* elsewhere.
We murdered our kin and crossed that hellscape in the name of freedom, and now we are to squirrel ourselves away in the mountains like children playing hide and seek?” His mouth twisted. “What does the lady Aredhel say?”
I am with you there, Elemmakil! Grr.
Is this part of your ‘verse of Gondolin, Narya? Love it!
Author's Response: It is, yes, although I had to make it work by itself as well, as it was a "stocking stuffer." In Comfort and Joy, Elemmakil does tell Voronwë that he is in love with Ecthelion. In my head Elemmakil is an explorer and loves the wilderness, so I had to give him a reason to have "squirrelled" himself away in Gondolin. Thank you!