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Moved to Pity

Námo returns shaken from his encounter with Lúthien. His wife Vairë tries to comfort him.

MEFAwards 2008: 2nd Place – Genres: Drama: General Drabbles


Vairë looked up from her loom when she sensed her husband approaching, then stood and went to embrace him as he wearily entered the working room.

She felt his grief. And his awe.

He said, in explanation, “By the will of the One, she chose her doom.”

Vairë answered simply, gently, “I know.”

“She sang to me.”

“I know.”

She guided him to the loom and pointed to the strands she had just woven into the tapestry. “Look how even this is part of His design. From the joining of the Two Kindreds much grace will come into the world.”


- “The song of Lúthien before Mandos was the song most fair that ever in words was woven, and the song most sorrowful that ever the world shall hear. Unchanged, imperishable, it is sung still in Valinor beyond the hearing of the world, and listening the Valar are grieved[...] And as she knelt before him her tears fell upon his feet like rain upon the stones; and Mandos was moved to pity, who never before was so moved, nor has been since.” (Silm, Of Beren and Lúthien)



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