Dragonlance/Tear Jerker

"''Beside the forge of Reorx is a tree of surpassing beauty, the likes of which no living being has ever seen. Beneath that tree sits a grumbling old dwarf, relaxing after many labors. A mug of cold ale stands beside him, and the fire of the forge is warm upon his bones. He spends all day lounging beneath the tree, carving and shaping the wood he loves. And every day someone who comes past that beautiful tree starts to sit down beside him.
 * death in the Dragonlance novels. Apparently even the authors cried as they wrote the scene.
 * And the death of  in Dragons of Summer Flame.
 * This humble contributor must have gotten some dust in his eyes or something when he reached the part with
 * The epilogue in Dragons of Spring Dawning, where Fizban is comforting Tas:

"That place is saved," the dwarf grumbles. "There's a lamebrained doorknob of a kender off adventuring somewhere getting himself into no end of trouble. One day he'll show up and admire my tree and say, "Flint, I'm tired. I think I'll rest awhile here with you." "

"And then the light was gone. The Portal slammed shut, and blackness pounced upon him with raging, slathering fury. Talons ripped his flesh, teeth tore through muscle, and crunched bone. Blood flowed from his breast, but it would not take with it his life.
 * This troper would like to mention that she cried at the actual death, as well as the moments mentioned above. The reactions of Tasslehoff to the whole thing was utterly heartbreaking. I cried for probably half an hour.
 * This troper had her heart absolutely broken at the end of the War of Souls trilogy, when The scene was sad enough the first time around; realizing that he chose it, for the good of everyone else... * bawls*
 * And then, after Damn, I cried loads when both things happened.
 * Unexpectedly for a book that's basically a comedy about the Knights of Takhisis being flummoxed by tinker gnomes, The Siege of Mount Nevermind has a few strong ones, mostly near the end. The determined resistance of the gnomes after spending most of the book as comic relief is surprisingly moving at many points, but the strongest comes with
 * 's Heroic Sacrifice near the end of Dragons of Autumn Twilight. Brought this troper closer to tears than just about anything that happened to the supposed main characters in the entire trilogy.
 * THAT was the saddest part. Period. It was just so sad, like the entire chapter. Just typing that would make some people I know teary-eyed, and seriously that's the only book I've ever cried reading, I was literally in tears on the bus.
 * What probably made 's Heroic Sacrifice so sad was just reading a plot summary of it, consider that even though the character was just introduced...
 * Why has no one put up the end of Test of the Twins yet?

He screamed, and he would scream, and he would keep on screaming, unendingly...

Something touched him... a hand... He clutched at it as it shook him, gently. A voiced called, "Raist! Wake up! It was only a dream. Don't be afraid. I won't let them hurt you! Here, watch... I'll make you laugh."

The dragon's coils tightened, crushing out his breath. Glistening black fangs ate his living organs, devoured his heart. Tearing into his body, they sought his soul.

A strong arm encircled him, holding him close. A hand raised, gleaming with silver light, forming chilish pictures in the night, and the voice, dimly heard, whispered, "Look, Raist, bunnies..."

He smiled, no longer afraid. Caramon was here."

""No," he said to himself bitterly, "the pitiful sacrifice of these poor creatures was not left out of histories because it did not happen. It was left out simply because--"
 * When Raistlin came upon regiment of dead Gully Dwarves after they captured Pax Tharkas in War of the Twins was a mild tear jerker for this troper.
 * Definitely. Especially the way it's described. When Raistlin first sees them, he's confused, and wonders if time has already been changed, as the history books never mentioned a gully dwarf regiment at the battle. Then comes the horrific realization, and as sorrow, anger, and bitterness pass over his face:

He paused, staring grimly down at the small broken bodies. "No one cared...""


 * The short story "A Painter's Vision" from the anthology Love And War. It's just... impossible to describe and do it justice. It's heartbreaking and beautiful and utterly destroys you inside.
 * in the hands of and his reaction to it.