Oh, how terrible, poor Urwe and the others!

You have hinted at this elsewhere, but this piece made me really feel it, what Finwe must have gone through.

And also why he pinned such hopes on Valinor.

How utterly heartbreaking for these two, Returning just as the Darkening happens, and missing out on a reunion with Finwë - which we know will eventually happen thousands of years later, but they're in a strange new land where there's just so much they don't know or understand. Poor, poor Urwë, weeping into the lake - I think that's one of the saddest parts of your writing I've ever read, as he's so far from home and finds something which feels familiar. Ouch. His doubts about Nienna make so much sense. At least he and Lindo have each other and won't be parted again.

ohhhhhhh i'm having so many feels oh no (also, oooops i may have stayed up a little too late reading this, considering i have an early morning tomorrow...)

amazing fic, i really enjoyed reading it! <3

Reading Desert (before the final chapters) made me wonder about Finwë's family: since Elves are reembodied, where are they? You've answered this so well here, in classic heart-rending Silm-style.

T-T T-T T-T

what a queer, lonely, side-long existence the two of them have had--but then they finally get to reunite with Finwë!  And all the rest of their family!

I couldn't tell if it was going to happen, and I was just hoping & hoping, and then they did!

the way you've portrayed Cuivienen and the existence of the Elves who don't make it into the main stories is heartrending