💎✨ Fëanor & the Birth of the Silmarils ✨💎
Just finished this artwork inspired by The Silmarillion—a moment that gave me chills.
Fëanor, alone under the night of Valinor, finally holds the Silmarils—his greatest creation.
He gazes at them, not with joy… but with pride, already falling in love with his own brilliance.
This is where beauty begins to twist into obsession.
But these three jewels, glowing with the light of the Two Trees, would soon become the spark of betrayal, bloodshed, and war.
They led to the Oath of Fëanor, the kinslayings, and a darkness that haunted all of the First Age.