Idril stumbles across Maeglin sitting on the Northern wall. Do you ever make up dialogue when painting a scene?
"So you do talk. What are you doing up here?"
"My mother came up here once, to watch the sun rise, alone."
"It's a nice spot, sure. Just don't fall off."
"You look just like her. Like my mother."
"Yes, that's what they always used to say."
Sequel to Father
in honor of the release of The Fall of Gondolin.
It's hard to reconcile liking Maeglin so much while being a feminist (and a decent person) but I can't help but feel that the tragedy of his story-- evil borne of idealism and love-- makes him sympathetic as far as villains go. Tolkien did devote an entire chapter to his backstory, and through progressive drafts seemed to give him more thought, more nuance, more streaks of good into the wickedest of all the elves. I like to think that at some point in the two-hundred odd years Maeglin spent in Gondolin, which included participation in the Nirnaeth Arnoediad
, Idril took pity on him and they had some sort of a decent human interaction.