A prayer circle so that Kenn Stott and Mark Hadlow never find our Balin/Dori fic ever
I suspect Mark Hadlow would be disappointed that hardly anyone is writing Dori/Dwalin.
Whaa, I love this! I think it makes a lot of sense and works really well and is made of many many feels wrt the song, which I hadn’t connected to my own (pretty similar) headcanon at all. I would totally believe this.
(my grandmother used to wish me chalomot paz— “golden dreams”— when she tucked me in at night)
(…………I may or may not have given Fili a true-name that means gold or golden in the Giant Sprawling Hobbit Fix-It)
I like your headcanon. I like it a lot.
our harps and gold, they sing, and it means the years of safety and joy under the mountain, raising their families and living among friends, creating works of art and craft and singing for the love of it. to claim our long-forgotten gold, because no matter how long they spend wandering among Eru’s children, no matter how much knowledge and tradition they’re losing every year, they never forget what they’re meant to have, the inheritance their Maker gave to them, the lives of song and beauty beneath stone.
(sdjk sorry, I’m sleep-deprived and emotional)