Beleriand, in Himring Fortress, Maedhros had left the infirmary a few weeks ago.

It is night, Maedhros stands there on the stoned floor in the middle of one of the yard, his sword in his new right hand.

After losing it, he decided himself to create a replacement, so now his right stump is adorned with a golden steel hand. But this hand is all new from today and he must learn to use it and regain his past sword skill.

His fiery red hair is tied in a low ponytail, bare chest as he swing the sword in this new functional hand...

He is interrupted by his wife.