After the War of Wrath Sauron decided to cast off his dark legacy and to start everything anew.

Maeglin had grey eyes. Turgon wonders how he had never before noticed, and thinks that perhaps, Maeglin is truly Aredhel's son. This will be the first installment of a Silmarillion one-shot series I'm working on. I hope you enjoy!

Maglor finds his brother after the attack on the Havens, but not alone. [Drabble]

Know him, love him, fear him. Gaze in awe at his golden splendor, and feel the tears fill your eyes at the mere mention of his name, because it literally means King-Excellent- for he was truly the wonder of the world, or... in the opinion of one Numenorean Lord, a real tosser with the disposition of rotten fish bait. (Please note the genres below. The summary only tells lies.)

Finwë is dead. Fëanor is becoming mad. Translation of my story "Colère et folie".

Music like such had not been heard since the Valar had walked upon Middle-Earth. High and bright and formidable and with such threat to any and all creatures of darkness.

Sans le savoir, Oromë a conduit les elfes dans un piège. Dans un Valinor où elfes et Maiar sont les esclaves des Valar, comment peuvent-ils savoir qui sont leurs alliés ? Et comment l'Élu destiné à les sauver pourra-t-il naître et survivre ?

The story of Beren and Luthien is a tragic story of love. True love, love at first sight...Luthien made a Vala sleep before her, and she was "so" special enough to make a cold figure feel pity for her and her alone, even if Namo has heard a lot more tragic and garbage endings than her weepy song. This is what actually happened in Mandos... (shameless making fun of the story.)

After everything, Nienna sits and hears the complaints of the lovelorn deceased.

A mysterious stranger does arrive in a small secluded Alaskan town. Here everybody is accepted, cause no trouble, receive no trouble. But when greed and ignorance threaten the peace this stranger turns out to be their savior and the one triggering it will be a hound.

Findekano and Maitimo meet for the first time since the rescue.

The lay of the doomed love of Eöl the Dark for Aredhel Ar-Feiniel, the White Lady of the Noldo. As told by an unrepentant Eöl to Námo, Keeper of the Houses of the Dead when called to give account for his deeds and the grief occasioned by them.

UA - Beleg n'a jamais pu libérer Túrin et celui-ci est devenu un monstre. Le jeune homme a réduit son ancien meilleur ami en esclavage et enlevé un autre elfe, Maglor, pour lui faire subir le même sort. Comment pourront-ils survivre ?

A poem that Miriel sings while reflecting on how drained she feels after Feanor's birth.

Historia Vorindona, adjutanta i przyjaciela Maedhrosa. Wydarzenia po feralnym paktowaniu z Morgothem, w wyniku którego Maedhros został wzięty do niewoli.

Depuis plus de vingt ans qu'il tenait l'auberge, il n'avait encore jamais eu l'occasion d'héberger des Elfes. Et maintenant que l'opportunité s'en présentait, il fallait que ce soit cette famille étrange qui débarque.

Erestor has arrived at his new home, Imladris, after several years of not-quite-fading in Lindon. One of the refugees from Eregion, now Elrond's seneschal, is helping to get him settled in.

A one-shot about Maedhros and Maglor's last conversation before deciding to attack the camp of Eonwë and steal the Silmarils. It delves a little into the mind of Maglor during the conversation, and what goes through his mind after Maedhros's suicide.

The sons of Feanor attack Doriath and face the consequences of their actions.

Exactly what it says on the tin.

Lithion : "fils de la cendre". Fëanáro est parti de chez lui avec ses fils sauf trois : Makalaurë, malade, et les jumeaux (pas encore nés). Nerdanel, qui hait son ancien époux, a décidé de maltraiter Makalaurë. Mais le soir du bal, tout bascule... Grâce à un petit coup de pouce de son parrain, Makalaurë peut rejoindre le bal et tomber amoureux du prince Eönwë.

Celebrimbor has always said he would do anything for his beloved, but when Erestor has some needs that he is unwilling to meet, Celebrimbor has a difficult time figuring how to respond without losing the one thing that matters most to him.

Les Valar ont ramené les derniers elfes vivant en Terre du Milieu à Valinor. Parmi eux, Maglor a été jeté en prison en attendant son jugement. Sauf que Daeron ne compte pas l'abandonner et fera tout pour le sauver. Thingol ne sait pas trop quoi penser des fiançailles de son fils avec le Noldo, mais s'il rend son bébé heureux, c'est qu'il n'est peut-être pas si mal, n'est-ce pas ?

Túrin killed Saeros and left his home in Doriath, and King Thingol sent the warrior Beleg Cúthalion to find him. The two friends have been separated a long time and live very different lives from the ones they used to. What were they thinking during the years they spent away from each other? This is my imagining of a ballad from Middle Earth which tells part of the story of Turin.

This law-abiding Oklahoman doesn't know whether she's the best kind of person to find a Silmaril or the worst, but she does know one thing: She doesn't want to die. Featuring Mt. St. Helens, Tupperware, and Maglor.