"Darkness has befallen you at last, half-brother."said Fëanor, after a long silence.
“In truth you have spoken, Curufinwë."Fingolfin sighed in reply, but when he held Fëanor's gaze there was a light in his eyes.
"Reunions in the halls of Mandos have always been bitter, yet my heart is glad. For at last after those heavy years we met again, and though all that were dear to me are lost, you alone I may still follow, and my oath I may still fulfill.
These words I have uttered in the mingled Lights of the Trees, and now that our lives are no more, I shall do so for another time.
May no new grief divide us, Fëanáro son of Finwë, my brother."
"I hear thee,"answered Fëanor, repeating his own words, "and be it."