Hill and Water Under Sky by StarSpray  

a gift unlooked for

this takes place very soon after chapter 63 of A Hundred Miles Through the Desert but contains spoilers for chapter 73!

“Are you ready, Noldóran?”

The Halls faded suddenly away into darkness—and then he opened his eyes. At the same time his lungs filled with fresh air and the sweet scent of Evermind and clover and dew-damp grass. He felt the grass against his skin, damp and cool and smooth, and the silky touch of the flower petals. 

Life. Life, this was life, a gift he had never thought to be given again. Finwë took another deep breath, tasting the bite in the air that spoke of autumn’s coming, and sat up. It was evening, and the stars were out—and the moon was rising, crescent-shaped and yellow over the eastern horizon.

A cry went up from down the hill, and he turned to see two figures, silver and gold and lovely as the Trees, rushing out of the wood toward him. Indis fell on one side and Míriel on the other, arms around his shoulders, their hair falling like a curtain to hide the rest of the wide world. “Finwë!” Indis cried, and kissed him. “Oh, at last, at last!”

Míriel took his face in her hands and kissed him deeply. “Oh, Finwë, best beloved, you’re here!”