“Red lightning shot into the sky, crackling with what seemed like gleeful laughter. On the other side of the mountains, Celegorm dropped a crystal glass on the floor, not even flinching as it shattered. “Honestly, Tyelkormo. Do try to be more careful.” Curufin pursed his lips as if he hadn’t felt it too, barely concealing a grim smile. Nargothrond was theirs.” — grieving for the living by ifearnocolors

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