Lorien

Irmo, being one of the greatest of the Valar, along with Nienna and Mandos, lived in harmony with the world around him. However, despite the fact that he was married to Esta, his heart still trembled on the day when Feanor was born. The man, as if equal to the elves, stood among them, unafraid of his divine nature, given to him by Iluvatar. The wind gently played with his hair as he leaned on the railing and gazed out at the splendor of the elven city. Bright lights shone, reflecting in the eyes, flooding everything with warm light, filling the soul with a special thrill. Irmo felt that in this moment eternity and moment, life and destiny were connected. Everything around him seemed both familiar and wonderful, as if the vast universe was woven into warm threads of fate, connecting him with these beings created from light and inspiration.