Crushed - by Amber
He watched from Manwë’s side as Arien volunteered to pilot the craft that was to become the sun. When Tilion stepped up beside her and volunteered to pilot the other craft, the smile the two shared erased any doubts and suspicions that lingered. Neither one looked at him and he said nothing.
Aulë looked at the crushed lump of metal that Eönwë discretely handed him after the meeting. The hours he had spent making the bands did not bother him, what did though was the look of devastated acceptance and hurt in the herald’s eyes as he walked away that he would never forget.