I have so often felt that Feanor's grief at losing Finwe overshadowed (and narratively at least, completely stole) Fingolfin and Finarfin's pain at the same.  But this is a truly fantastic, painful look at Indis's.  The general chaos not of mess but just of no logic to how anything was done ... I will just say I could go on at length and copy out nearly every line in this for special note but I will try to keep it reasonable.  Without going into detail I will say this story (particularly the first half) touched me deeply (and made it a touch harder to read, but still well received).  But that enforced silence was certainly something as well

Storing them properly hadn’t been on anyone’s mind, much less a priority. And once out of sight, they had been out of mind.
Ooh I feel this one 

less which of her past homes she should inhabit than which part of her past should haunt her.
This is so real

Oh Finarfin, my beloved... I feel you

She was not ready to confront the absence of her mate just yet

😢

Eärwen was at the foot, closest to Ara in his chair.
🥺 justified hurt but so much desire for restoration!

💖

Indis telling her children how things really were before the Eldar came to Valinor. Her love for Finwë and Míriel, the frustration at not being able to help Míriel during pregnancy, the grief of losing her husband, and now coming back to live in Tirion, are so compelling and tragic. Just wonderful. 💖