I got inspired to try out a style of comics I’ve been thinking about. I initially wanted to do a short comic of the moment when Turin realizes he’s killed Beleg (maximum sadness), but that requires a little more planning.
Instead, a short quote from the very end of the chapter on Maeglin in the Silmarillion. Nothing really ever seemed to go right for Maeglin - I suppose he had too much of his father in him. Here he is, cursing Idril for her beauty he can never have.
Gorgeous! Your illustrated Silmarillion stuff makes it infinitely easier to picture the world! I could never really try and make a clear general image of how the different settings of the Silmarillion would look in my head :/