[Fingon does not respond. He doesn't trust himself to do so.
A few hours later, though, a series of sketches appear at Feanor and Nerdanel's cabin door. Maedhros and Maglor, from their youth in Valinor through to the fifth century of the First Age, with a final few which must be modeled on their time on the train.
Attached is a note.
I have no interest in offering myself to your project. But I have loved these two all my life, and whatever else I may say of you I know you love them as well.
If these assist, I am content. If not, throw them aside; it will not hurt their subjects either way.]
no subject
A few hours later, though, a series of sketches appear at Feanor and Nerdanel's cabin door. Maedhros and Maglor, from their youth in Valinor through to the fifth century of the First Age, with a final few which must be modeled on their time on the train.
Attached is a note.
I have no interest in offering myself to your project. But I have loved these two all my life, and whatever else I may say of you I know you love them as well.
If these assist, I am content. If not, throw them aside; it will not hurt their subjects either way.]