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These were simply flashes, a hint of a wider, greater world. A tantalizing glimpse of more, always at the edge of awareness, never within reach. Míriel would grasp it, if something as intangible as the concept of color could overflow in bounteous wonder over her hands.
But then fire was caught, tamed and kept and cherished, and their world was suddenly awash with light. The world expanded, a pageantry of blues and greens and browns. A cacophony of color, overwhelming in its saturation.
In which Míriel falls in love with the colors in the earliest days, and Indis too.

Miriel returns quietly, without fanfare.

Indis yearns to stir the sleeping queen of the Noldor.

Two queens of the Noldor discuss motherhood.

Indis knows that Miriel is the only one who understands their connection. This is why it should be Indis who looks after Miriel's body.

Indis and Míriel and the first sunrise. A podfic of LiveOakWithMoss's story.