Fire and Music: 1. Fire and Music

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1. Fire and Music

How to explain, how to find the words...

Words are clumsy things, designed for the use of lesser creatures, bound to the earth. But if I could turn those words to my purpose, understand how to explain to you fire and music, flame and song, passion exclaimed with the voice of the voiceless… if I could speak of finding a harmony that echoed within every part of your being; a song that matched your own, echoed it, enhanced it, a song so powerful that you feared its intensity might burn you, you, a creature of fire and light…

If I could find the words, which I cannot, then perhaps you could hope to understand but a part of what drew me to Olorin.

It was not, as I have heard it said, a moth to the flame, but rather as two flames that mirrored and fed each other, the whole being greater than the sum of the parts. The feeling that having come together, having found the other half of myself, that to be apart would be somehow to be diminished, to be less than I was in the beginning.

I believe the word the Children of Eru use for this feeling is love.

Yet there were other bonds to tie me, other promises to keep. The Firstborn speak of destiny, and fate, but I would name it nothing more than the call of song, my duty to the fire from which I came.

‘Tis a strange form he takes now, although I suppose my form would be no less strange to his companions, should they even be able to look upon it with their lesser sight. And although I would keep him warmed by my light, by my love, I must abandon him each time I sink beneath the horizon, to hide myself from this world. It is my duty, and I am not Tilion, that inconstant child. I am Arien, flame to drive back the shadow, and my rising shall be ever the same, in a changing world.

I cannot speak to him, but we have never needed words. We speak in fire and music, love-flame and heart-song, and each time I rise the winged creatures of the earth raise their voices in a chorus for our love, the lament of beings who cannot soar but a little way above the ground.

In the end, when it is time for me to lay my burden down, he will be waiting.

In the end, there shall be music.

This is a work of fan fiction, written because the author has an abiding love for the works of J R R Tolkien. The characters, settings, places, and languages used in this work are the property of the Tolkien Estate, Tolkien Enterprises, and possibly New Line Cinema, except for certain original characters who belong to the author of the said work. The author will not receive any money or other remuneration for presenting the work on this archive site. The work is the intellectual property of the author, is available solely for the enjoyment of Henneth Annûn Story Archive readers, and may not be copied or redistributed by any means without the explicit written consent of the author.

Story Information

Author: Jen Littlebottom

Status: Reviewed

Completion: Complete

Era: Multi-Age

Genre: Romance

Rating: General

Last Updated: 05/07/03

Original Post: 04/26/03

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