Fluffiness! Not complete fluff, but a balm to my aching heart after Searching and Searching, nevertheless.

"Mithrellas did not have to ask who he was - Amroth, interloper, incomer."

"Mithrellas found it harder to muster anything but anger, even with Nimrodel’s pitiful figure before her. “I wish you joy of it! I wish you joy of him.”"

*cuddles Mithrellas* Have I mentioned the fact that I love your Mithrellas? I'm sure I have. Because she's so very real.

"Uirithil laughed, unexpectedly clear and ringing. “I wonder. But I wish you all the luck. It must be hard giving up everything for her.”

“I love her,” Mithrellas answered swiftly. “Staying with her will be worth the loss.""
Oh my gosh. I love these lines. If Mithrellas' love for Nimrodel here isn't so, so beautiful, then I don't know what is. And especially given the context of their later separation, and of her bitterness, this is terribly sad.

"“I have always followed you. I always will,” Mithrellas murmured, brushing her lips over the tip of Nimrodel’s ear. “And if it takes me twenty years again, I will always find you. But once we have made it to the Blessed Realm, that is a fear we may leave behind.”"
Lovey-dovey goodness, yay! This, again, is so, so beautiful ♥ because I will always find you.

Again, I'm glad you pointed me this way—I've been missing so much :(. Also sorry for leaving incoherent ramblings instead of properly formulated thoughts which I can never seem to manage *sighs*.