Love is no argument by Himring  

Chapter 1

Fingon:

Against the overwhelming evidence for death,

stopped heart, stopped breath, divorcing each from each

—my weakening fingers scrabbling for yours in the dust—

love is no argument

and argues everything.

Maedhros:

Against the overpowering proof of evil,

the double helix of despair and violence

—the blood of kin congealing black upon my blade—

love is no argument at all

and still persists.

Fingon:

This time, I climbed the mountain to its peak and could not find you...

Maedhros:

I plunged into the bowels of the earth and lost your name...

Fingon:

but...

                Maedhros:

                ...here you are.