The Noldor never give up!

(McCanaugh’s perspective)

Fingolfin would deal with government affairs in the study, while I would stay quietly reading, as I always did.

I'm quiet, I don't damage things in the study, and I cherish Fingolfin's books. Plus, I'm really attached to Fingolfin - of course, Fingolfin also knows about my attachment, so he condones it. I.

I like to huddle on the ground in the corner. Fingolfin did not stop me, but spread soft carpets on the ground so that I would not huddle.

I was reading a book about forging, and suddenly Miku collapsed. The pain was like a hammer hitting my mind. Her fantasy was completely seen by me. The pain in my heart made me almost unable to breathe. She Desperately calling me, but I am still rational, I know very well that I can't pass.

I lowered my eyes almost calmly, adjusted my breathing slowly, and tried my best to focus on the book, but I couldn't read a word and just sat on the ground blankly.

"Micacano? What's wrong with you?"

My father's hesitant voice came... The elf's ears are so good, and the quiet bookroom immediately heard my changed breathing clearly.

I looked up - I saw a terrible vision, but it passed by for a moment, and I could barely see clearly that this was the fall of Fingolfin and the coming of destruction.

Unlike Miku, the more terrifying the environment, the calmer I am. Although I was startled, I concealed my abnormality very well.

Not knowing who the enemy was, I hid my anger and hatred.

My heart gradually sank, but my mind was still able to think. My hands knocked on the book unconsciously. Several thoughts flashed through me and I rejected them one by one. I was silent for a while, but it didn't last long, and it was almost negligible.

"Nothing, Father," I said calmly, "Did I disturb you?"

"You never have to worry about disturbing me. Please tell me, what are you sad about?"

I still answered: "Nothing, Father."

Fingolfin looked at me steadily for a while, and I looked at him too. He came over from behind the desk and picked me up. I didn't resist and leaned on him docilely. His long black hair was as cool as silk. The book fell to the ground with a clatter, but no one cared.

"You will habitually knock on the book when you are thinking, and when you are scared, you will be calmer than usual. That is a disguise, and people who are not familiar with you can't see it at all." He sighed, and gently touched my hand. Face, "But you're crying, Meccano, what's breaking your heart so much?"

I touched my face silently, and the moist feeling proved the presence of tears. I looked at my tears indifferently and quickly wiped them away.

I buried my head in Fingolfin's chest, listening to my father's strong and regular heartbeat, and feeling the vivid presence of my father. After a tolerable silence within Fingolfin's patience, I closed my eyes and breathed out softly. tone.

"I'm afraid." My voice was soft and thin, and I slowly said what I had thought of, hiding my abnormality. "I'm afraid that the light shadow will turn into stone tomorrow, and I'm afraid that the light that guides us will disappear one day. In the sky, I am afraid that everything will stop tomorrow, afraid that troubles will appear in my mind, afraid that life will go before me, afraid that happiness will be fragile, afraid that the dreams of youth will end and nightmares will come."

For the first time Fingolfin saw the weight of trouble in me. He followed my back and listened to my whispers.

"I'm afraid that there is nothing eternal in this world. Everything will inevitably come to an end. When everything comes to an end, the ending will always be sad. I'm afraid that bad luck will come, and I can only watch everything I own like running water. The more I hold on to it, the faster it disappears."

"The happier people are, the more afraid I am. The happier they are, the emptier they feel after the joy leaves. I'm afraid of emptiness. I'm afraid of gaining and losing, and I'm even more afraid of losing and regaining."

"I'm afraid of the cage, and I'm afraid of the heights of freedom. I'm afraid of the answers, and I'm afraid of not having answers."

I talked too much, and I suddenly realized that the sense of security my father gave me allowed me to inadvertently express more of my inner thoughts.

Yes, I am afraid, I am afraid, it has been like this from the beginning, the shadow of fear has been lurking in my body, just waiting to give me a fatal blow.

Fingolfin accompanied me silently. He knew that what I needed was not answers, but a sense of security. My fear had no solution, and any evaluation was condescending.

Elves are immortal, but they are also mortal, and their deaths are also blood-red.

"I'm afraid, my fear is getting deeper and deeper. I don't have much, and you are one of them." I put my hands around Fingolfin's neck, my voice trembling, "Don't leave me...atar."

With you here, I will not be knocked down.

Where he can't see, my eyes shine fiercely at the non-existent enemy.

(Ankarimei’s perspective)

I was depressed for several days.

I couldn't sleep all night long and was visibly haggard, so Maglor would stay by my bedside every day and sing soothing music to me. He said he would leave after I fell asleep, but I knew he I will keep watch until dawn, otherwise I will not sleep so peacefully.

But I was depressed and depressed all day long. I also felt that I could not go on like this. I stared blankly at the sky and asked Meccano questions to myself. After thinking for a long time, I knocked on Feanor's door. .

"I'm going on a solo trip," I said straight to the point. "I need to relax."

"Alone?" Fëanor asked.

I shook my head: "Not counting one person...and Meccano, the two of us together."

I emphasized "both of us".

Because Meccano and I were inseparable, Fëanor was not too surprised. The grudge between him and Fingolfin would not spread to his children, so he did not care about Maedhros and Fingon, nor me and Meccano. promise.

"Go," he said, "and see everything you can see, but don't forget to bring your weapons and protect yourself."

Fëanor handed me a map and patted my head. I carefully put the map away, took my dagger and money, and set off lightly.

It is better to say that I am lightly dressed, it is better to say that I am no different from the usual decoration. I arrived at Fingolfin's house in a swagger. Meccano was also ready. Fingolfin nodded to me, but kept looking at Meccano. promise.

"I will protect him." I promised.

Fingolfin nodded wordlessly, and I took Meccano's hand and took a deep breath of the air of freedom. My heart was beating fast, and the dizziness of freedom hit me.

"Let's go." I chuckled, "My Romeo! My best friend! My confidant! Mount up!"

I mounted my horse gracefully, my cloak cutting an arc in the air.