Somehow can't find words to express the love I have for this. It (and your other stories linked to it) have this sense of being incredibly sad and yet incredibly beautiful because of it. I just love the idea that even after everything that's happened to them, they still find some measure of peace. The sense of them building quiet contentment is really lovely, especially after the worried angst of the earlier pieces. Plus the whole idea is somehow just magical, and everything is perfectly presented and thought out, and laid out in very thoughtful, measured prose.

And I told myself I wouldn't gush. Dammit. If I could give you something more meaningful than a fave and a review, trust me, I'd do it.

I am rereading this story and I've been meaning to review for a long time. This is the most heartbreaking thing I've read in a long time and that says a lot coming from someone who's been reading the Silmarillion both canon and fanfiction. This also coming from someone who would not normally read AUs. This.Was.So.Beautiful. Thank you thank you thank you!