I think you're right, in that his utmost desire would be for relief, for peace and to see his family again.

Thank you for sharing.

There was so much hope in this story for Maglor. I found myself cheering him on and then the sudden shock that he wasn't going to make it, staring me in the face. Yet he took it as if he had been preparing himself for ages for just such an event. Almost as if he wanted to go-staring at that button that reminded him of his father and a past life dead and gone, as he succumbs to his watery grave.

I must say I enjoyed this It was so well written.

Surprisingly peaceful and it seems he is himself surprised by this!

(An interesting suggestion that Maedhros may have underrated Morgoth, through remembering him from earlier.)

You had almost made me forget, with your descriptions, that you were writing about his death, although I was well warned!

He is so strong and puts up such a fight.

This feels very true to Celegorm - the restlessness, the hunger for life. Even the callousness and selfishness match Tolkien's portrait of him in Nargothrond and Doriath. I like his reflections at the end; it's fascinating how Luthien's legacy and Feanorian heritage mingle together in Elrond and Elros.

You create some interesting details - the "looping halls" (hard to tell where you are!), the tapestries out of order with time. It gives Mandos an intriguing tinge of otherworldliness.