Early Encounter, by Himring
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Author: Himring
Title: Early Encounter
Characters: Mahtan the smith, Nerdanel (Mahtan's daughter), Indis, Lalwen (Indis's daughter)
Pairing: n/a
Text type / Format: ficlet (acrostic)
Source / Fandom: Silmarillion
Rating: G
Warnings: n/a
Word Count: 80
Summary: An early encounter between Queen Indis and Nerdanel.
Author notes: These two were friends, despite the tension between Indis and Nerdanel's future husband. Perhaps they already liked each other before all that? Anyway, the first letters spell out "Malta", the elvish word for gold.
Mahtan was carefully, unhurriedly, twisting gold wire into a delicate coronet.
All eyes in the workshop were on him but he was not distracted, being entirely focused on his work.
Little Lalwen laughed delightedly to see the promised ornament taking shape and clapped her hands.
Tall, golden-haired Indis smiled down at Mahtan’s daughter, lurking in a corner and watching, and asked: ‘Would you like one, too?’
‘A coronet—no, thank you, I just want to learn how to make them!’
A/N: Also for a SWG challenge.
Title: Early Encounter
Characters: Mahtan the smith, Nerdanel (Mahtan's daughter), Indis, Lalwen (Indis's daughter)
Pairing: n/a
Text type / Format: ficlet (acrostic)
Source / Fandom: Silmarillion
Rating: G
Warnings: n/a
Word Count: 80
Summary: An early encounter between Queen Indis and Nerdanel.
Author notes: These two were friends, despite the tension between Indis and Nerdanel's future husband. Perhaps they already liked each other before all that? Anyway, the first letters spell out "Malta", the elvish word for gold.
Mahtan was carefully, unhurriedly, twisting gold wire into a delicate coronet.
All eyes in the workshop were on him but he was not distracted, being entirely focused on his work.
Little Lalwen laughed delightedly to see the promised ornament taking shape and clapped her hands.
Tall, golden-haired Indis smiled down at Mahtan’s daughter, lurking in a corner and watching, and asked: ‘Would you like one, too?’
‘A coronet—no, thank you, I just want to learn how to make them!’
A/N: Also for a SWG challenge.