Author: Adonnen Estenniel (alphien)
Book/Source: The Silmarillion
Disclaimer: Setting, characters, and genius belong to the Tolkien Estate. I make no money from this.
A mighty huntress was she. Impassioned by the success of her kill. The throb of blood in her veins.
He watched her as she whirled before the fire with her brothers: red and gold and black. She wore power like he wore his clothes: a second skin assumed without pretense or inhibition.
She was intoxicating, and he was drunk with the sight of her.
Swaying. Spinning. Endless motion.
To hold her, if only for a moment, was all that he could desire.
Yet he wondered if it was even possible to touch a woman such as she: flames and smoke.