2. Grace - by Imhiriel
Frustration dogs my weary steps out of the King's Council. One more inconclusive, tension-filled session: contradicting counsels on strategy, bleak reports of devastation and grief outside the Hidden Kingdom. Shining fountains, sun-dappled emerald of Tumladen's sward do nothing to appease my anguish. Striding heedlessly down to the great gate, I am hailed by its warden.
"Glorfindel, friend, whither do you go?"
"Turgon sends me out scouting. To what purpose ultimately? We know what awaits this fair city and its citizens – ruin to all our designs, as Mandos foretold."
"Hope remains," Ecthelion's fair voice soothes. "Let me show you Idril's way."
- Ecthelion was an excellent singer, with "the fairest voice...and the most skilled in musics of all the Gondothlim" (BoLT2, The Fall of Gondolin)
- "But Idril Celebrindal was wise and far-seeing, and her heart misgave her, and foreboding crept upon her spirit as a cloud. Therefore in that time she let prepare a secret way... she contrived it that the work was known but to few..." (Silm, Of Tuor and the Fall of Gondolin)