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A quick, midnight sketch of Maedhros back then when he was still happy in Valinor and centuries later in Beleriand
Noldolantë, “Fall of the Noldor”.
Maglor plays the harp on the shores of Middle-earth, singing laments of regret, until his fingers bleed. Even then, he doesn’t stop playing, for all the blood his fingers shed can never compare to that which he had spilled over the ages.