A moon rises in the sky, and Aydanci stares in wonder and in awe.
And then, later, the Sun follows.
A warm red glow fills the sky and Aydanci puts all of his shines in his box and goes to find his parents because what is that, it is so pretty, parents, parents come look!
And then it gets a bit too bright for him to stare directly at. But he's a smart child, so he makes a pair of shades, and they can go over his eyes so the light's not as bad. He looks a little longer at it, but then that's too bright, too, so he decides that maybe he should look at what everything else looks like in the light, and not at the light itself so much. This seems like a good plan. So he does that.
The Noldor have several fortresses now, strategically positioned across northern Beleriand, which is what this place is called. Aydanci is growing up beside Lake Mithrim, where they have been since he was a baby, and it is in the mountains and very pretty. The Sun reflects on the water. The walls are very tall and very safe and the buildings within them are gracefully made. Everything is currently bathed in bright golden light.
"Is it always going to be like this?" he asks softly, delighted.
"He didn't put up shades. Isn't that silly of him? I'd have put up shades."