Oh, I really loved this. *Really* loved this. I love how you write Nerdanel and Feanor. I especially enjoyed seeing Feanor in a more positive light- creating things out of love. Oh, what a lovely Valentine's fic!

Very lovely. I liked the irony that, for once, Feanor, who is going to bring so much destruction on Arda, uses his skills to make something that defies death. It is very fitting and somehow sweet that his love for Nerdanel would motivate him to do such a thing. I enjoyed this a lot. :-)

Another piece of yours that made me cry. Another piece that says more than it *says.* How do you do it? *turns green* I love the concept, too . . . Feanor makes practically everything, doesn't he?

really good.

But then and there a decision is made...

A few decisions come to mind; would you clarify which ones you meant?

Beautifully written. So sweet, so poignant. I love how Feanor can make anything, and the ending almost brought tears to my eyes. Definitely, if this were longer, I would be crying.

"though it was not known whether in regret of her folly, or in sweet memory of a love that was all too brief and yet beautiful."

Alas, all too brief and yet beautiful... Is that not what life is?

Very pretty and bittersweet. I love the simplicity and clean style of this little piece. Nice writing!

cuteness

Once again, short but very nice. It was very bittersweet. I always felt bad for Nerdanel. I have only one question. When you wrote, "...on entering her father's forge...", did you perhaps mean, "...on entering her husband's forge..."? Sorry for the nitpick. I loved this story and have been looking forward to it since you mentioned it in your bio. I was not disappointed.

~Avie~