What a lovely woodland scene! 

Except for the foreshadowing, of course!

With the Children of Hurin, that can never be far away.

Even though young Turin is so cheerful and open here.

Thank you for filling my wish with the prompt fill!

I also learned something here: I did not know about woods-poppy and it's so nice to think of these growing somewhere in Doriath!

A sunny view indeed. Enjoy it while you can, little Túrin!

(And I'd never heard of the yellow wood poppies so I did a search—how absolutely gorgeous! I can see them as a field of sunlight lying on the forest floor, back in the virgin days before Men mucked around with the environment.) 

Oh, this is delightful - with just the right balancing note of darkness! <3 thank you very much for the wish fill.

Too adorable! (And I like the idea of Elwing talking to the gulls as a child.)

I like your Numenorean OFC!

I am sure she and Elrond got on very well.

And maybe the gulls really did carry news of her to Elwing?

This is so picturesque, and with just the right amount of foreboding. Love it!

I love your OC and the whole setting. beautiful!

I like the way you contrast their differing experiences of the same place, Nellas' grief for her lost beeches being expressed as loathing of the wild sea and too-bright sun, while Elwing is delighted and excited with the beach, and being able to speak with these new birds too. And with that unconscious magical ability little people have, she pulls Nellas with her into her mood. We get so caught up in the Matters of Great Import that we forget life is also made up of little moments like these.

I enjoyed the mood in this, and your subtle connection with Elwing through the gulls. It also led me to your earlier fic Et Eärello when Anorië leaves Elenna, so it was lovely to have that added background, knowing Elrond's presence on the beach is extra special to her.

....are lovely and evocative.