Hi Alassante

This was a very moving story from the poem in the beginning to the fate of the last Fëanorian in the end. I usually prefer stories with a happier ending, but this is just beautiful. And you manage to instill a sense of every character, their feelings, wishes and regrets in such a short space. Thank you for sharing these.

Marie 

Oh, this chapter is chilling.  I love the formatting of it: the jewels are always there no matter what, their voices triggering Feanor to commit terrible crimes. 

The way this is laid out raises the interesting question of responsibility, and of how the light of Varda is such a corrupting force.  Is the light of the Trees too strong a thing for an elf to handle?  That's a question that could spark plotbunnies for *me*!  :D

Through each piece I can see that madness and obsession inspired the the jewels, leading to the House of Feanor's downfall.  

Some of the sons of Feanor were tricked by the seductive voices of the Silmarils, which play right into their pride and belief that they can restore the House's glory if only they strike the right blow...  How far from humanity they have fallen, to believe that the Silmarils are worth more than the lives of their kin and the people who were loyal to them. 

And then there were the sons who realized their mistakes, and (at the same time, horribly) realize that they cannot atone for them.  I can't figure out which mindset is more tragic.  

Nerdanel's piece was a lovely inclusion.  She has always been one of my favorites, and this captures her tragedy and helplessness very well.  

An excellent series, Alassante! 

Hi Alassante

This was a very moving story from the poem in the beginning to the fate of the last Fëanorian in the end. I usually prefer stories with a happier ending, but this is just beautiful. And you manage to instill a sense of every character, their feelings, wishes and regrets in such a short space. Thank you for sharing these.

Marie 

Oh, this chapter is chilling.  I love the formatting of it: the jewels are always there no matter what, their voices triggering Feanor to commit terrible crimes. 

The way this is laid out raises the interesting question of responsibility, and of how the light of Varda is such a corrupting force.  Is the light of the Trees too strong a thing for an elf to handle?  That's a question that could spark plotbunnies for *me*!  :D

Through each piece I can see that madness and obsession inspired the the jewels, leading to the House of Feanor's downfall.  

Some of the sons of Feanor were tricked by the seductive voices of the Silmarils, which play right into their pride and belief that they can restore the House's glory if only they strike the right blow...  How far from humanity they have fallen, to believe that the Silmarils are worth more than the lives of their kin and the people who were loyal to them. 

And then there were the sons who realized their mistakes, and (at the same time, horribly) realize that they cannot atone for them.  I can't figure out which mindset is more tragic.  

Nerdanel's piece was a lovely inclusion.  She has always been one of my favorites, and this captures her tragedy and helplessness very well.  

An excellent series, Alassante!