Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| Another Prometheus |
| The teacher gazed at the intent faces of the young men and women before him. "The loremasters claim there is only one possible interpretation of the myth of Fëanor. I disagree. Both his glory and his disgrace come from the will to master fate and find freedom from the tyranny of the elements. He strove for knowledge and skill for all. No longer would power be only the province of the gods. For this ungodly pride he lost his life. "Those who seek to better the lot of our fellow men honor him as the greatest of friends. Praise him!" |