Snaring Light, by Elleth

[ladyelleth.livejournal.com]

B2MeM Challenge:
067: AU Card: Identify a cultural artifact associated with a people you're interested in - how might a different history change its significance?, Femslash: Women of the House of Finwë
Format: Fic
Genre: Drabble, AU, Femslash
Rating: G
Warnings: N/A
Characters: Indis, Míriel, Fëanor
Pairings: Indis/Míriel(/Finwë), hinted
Summary: Young Fëanor requests a gift off his mothers. (Inspired by indy1776's A Kind of Poetry, but probably an AU to her AU.)


Snaring Light

Laughing, Indis looked into Fëanáro's bright, expectant eyes.

"Some hair from both our heads, love? That is no hardship." She snatched Míriel's silver scissors from the tangled workbox and saw her wife (the thought still gave her such delightful thrills) nod assent without ever looking up from her swiftly-moving needles.

The gold and silver strands clutched firmly in his hand, Fëanáro forestalled the inevitable questions, dashing away. Míriel briefly rested her embroidery, smiling after her son. "I heard him boast to Finwë this morning that the Mingling would see him snare the light. We seem to be part of it."

Comments

[blslarner.livejournal.com]

A prequel of sorts, as well as a reason for his later thrice repeated request to Artanis for a hair of hers?

[dwimordene-2011.livejournal.com]

It's so... odd... to see Fëanor without his neuroses. The Míriel-Indis partnership has really shifted the ground that will build up Fëanor, and the consequences of that are potentially vast. I hope you'll be able to write more in this universe - I would love to see you or Indy redo Fëanor's whole history, with both Míriel and Indis as active, positive forces in his development.

[engarian.livejournal.com]

I love seeing Feanor as a craftsperson who is simply content, not driven.

- Erulisse (one L)

[independence1776]

*flails* This is what I get for avoiding the comm for a couple of days, missing this wonderful, gorgeous fic.

AU? Nah. This fits perfectly. I love it. Absolutely love it.

*flails some more*