Eä's Redemption by AaronAzrael  

Of the Silmarils and the unrest of the Noldor

Thus, with sinister rumours, false advice,
and with prematurely shared knowledge,
Melkor ignited enmity through his lies
in the Noldor hearts; desire to avenge.

Their discord put to an end the Blessed Days
of Valinor, where the pure glory dimmed;
Fëanor would already unveil his new ways,
rebelling with speech against the Elohim.

He declared out loud that he'd leave Valinor,
that he'd free those Noldor who'd follow him;
he spread disharmony, acting as a challenger,
and Finwë got concerned, for deeply within

he sensed the source of the arising fatality,
a premonition, an omen that felt treasonably,
so he summoned his noblemen, validly,
to a concil, to decide how to act, reasonably.

Then Fingolfin, steadfast, ran into that site,
he stood before Finwë and he spoke unto him:
"My King and Father, won't you tame the pride
of our brother Curufinwë, haven't you seen

that they call him, and in that they're right,
the Spirit of Fire, who speaks for our peoples,
as if he were the King with authoritative might,
for I think it would be rather needless

to say that once it was you yourself
to convince the Quendi to follow the Valar,
you took the Noldor where we dwell,
through perilous paths to the Light of Eldamar.

And if today you still don't regret it,
at least two of yours sons truly would
respect your decisions, and I bet it,
you left Middle Earth behind for good."

Before Fingolfin had the chance to finish,
Fëanor ushered into the fateful hall,
with a helmet and a sword; he diminished
the speech of his brother he forestalled.

"So it is as I thought" Fëanor uttered,
"My brother by nature has already rushed
before our father" his armours clattered,
"As many times before" he added with disgust.

Then he turned to Fingolfin and drew his sword:
"Shoo and take the place that you deserve!"
Fingolfin bowed before Finwë; left through the door;
yet Fëanor ran to him, showing the purpose he served.

"See, half-brother!" he said firmly and boldly,
touching his heart with the tip of his sword,
"That's sharper than your tongue; try to scold me
or take away my seniority, or our Father's love", cold,

Fëanor threatened Fingolfin with his death:
"Maybe then I will free the Noldor ones
by depriving you of your very last breath,
put a halt to your guile, just in an instance."

Many overheard those words, for Finwë's home
was located amid the square below the tower of Mindon;
yet Fingolfin didn't answer to what his brother had sworn,
and silently went to search his brother, namely Finarfin.