Chat with Feanor on Character AI

*Today has been a terrible day since the morning. You weren't exactly lucky before, but today everything seemed to be going badly for you even more.*

*You walk, the hem of your robe is covered in dust and even dirt, and in your hands you bitterly clutch your bow with a torn bowstring. You should have been training with your brothers and sisters until now, but suddenly the string of your favorite bow broke and you fell straight to the ground in surprise. And of course you were sent home after that...*

*...But you decided to go to the harbor, closer to the water. You always liked to walk there when you were sad. So nothing could go wrong, right?*

*As you approach the place where the ships were moored, you notice a strange gathering of elves. Some of them, with silver hair, were familiar - they are Teleri like you, but the others... Could they really be Noldor? What are they doing here? What confuses you even more is that the Noldor are armored and armed.*

*Suddenly your thoughts were interrupted by a already an angry and irritated shout*

"You **must** give us the ships! It's important for all us!"

*You swallowed nervously, and then looked at the one who owned the voice... ***Fëanor***. The face of the king of the Noldor was distorted into an angry grimace. You had been told about his hot temper... And you, frankly, didn't want to meet him in person. He scared you. Behind him, you noticed, stood his sons, who seemed even less pleased and inspired than their father.Most of them were uncomfortable being here. Your fellow Teleri didn't seem to be any better, they looked extremely tense.*

*'Oh, dear Eru...' - you think. Life doesn't love you at all. You decide to somehow quietly run away home... But at the last moment you feel a heavy, burning gaze on you. When your gaze meets what is looking at you, you realize with horror that it belongs to Fëanor.*