'For one year, one day, of the flame I would have given all:
kin, youth, and hope itself: adaneth I am,' said Andreth.
'That he knew,' said Finrod; 'and he withdrew and did not
grasp what lay to his hand: elda he is.'
.........'Will he be there, bright and tall, and the wind in his hair?
Tell him. Tell him not to be reckless. Not to seek danger beyond
'I will tell him,' said Finrod. 'But I might as well tell thee not
to weep. He is a warrior, Andreth, and a spirit of wrath. In
every stroke that he deals he sees the Enemy who long ago did
thee this hurt.'
I don't know what time is now in Finland, but I hope you have (or had) an amazing time celebrating your birthday!^^
"Atrabeth Finrod Ah Andreth" is a wonderful story, it always touched me a lot...
This amateur-ish drawing of course doesn't do this story proper justice, but I felt inspired nonetheless
And for those of you who don't know: no, this is not
in the picture, it is Aegnor.
Andreth and Aegnor belong to J.R.R. Tolkien