An utterly random mirror poem.

Galadriel le savait, la violence était partout, elle déchirait les corps, emportait les âmes, ne laissant que ruines, destructions et regrets...Elle le savait, mais l'horreur ne faisait que commencer... [HALLOWEEN PARTY 2020 - Groupe Papotage, Ecriture, Lecture et Bonne Humeur]

In which Manwë fell to Darkness to save his brother Melkor and Varda from a crueller fate, becoming Cerihtando, the Doom-reaper. Though the choice was made out love and the willingness to sacrifice for loved ones, none could ever know that he would become a far more fearsome Dark Lord than Melkor could ever be, with Gandalf following in his footsteps.

'I will teach you a song,' Maglor says. 'Sing it, and the moon will answer. And you shall know that you are never alone.' 'Never' Elrond asks, clutching the sheets in his little hands. 'you will never leave' 'That, I cannot say,' Maglor whispers, silver-grey eyes sorrowful like the light of the moon. / Two times Elrond sings after Maglor's departure, and one time he is answered.

Tout début du Deuxième Age, juste après la submersion du Beleriand. Les derniers fils de Fëanor ont disparu. Le tout jeune royaume du Lindon est encore en train de se stabiliser sous la gouverne de Gil-galad, Elros vient de fonder celui de Númenor, et Elrond aimerait juste qu'on l'oublie et qu'on le laisse étudier en paix.

In the years before the first rising of the sun, the dark lord Morgoth captured Avari and took them down into the depths of the earth. There he tortured them, twisted them into abominations that mocked Eru's plans... But not all of them submitted to his will so easily. Of course, the alternative was often worse...

A brief moment of rebelling against fates. Andreth/Aegnor Oneshot, AU(ish)

A poem about Aithlin, who was an elf during the first age. He rides to war against Morgoth but doesn't return.

Dior and Nimloth presents their newborn twins to their Maine Coon Ancalagon. (Modern AU)

"Among the seven brothers, only Maglor, Caranthir, and Curufin were married, but nothing is known of their wives." A tragedy in five acts. Or, the war of the jewels retold from the perspective of Maglor's wife.

Moriel, daughter of Caranthir, practises archery, gets advice from her father and receives a new name from her mother.

Young Caranthir is visiting his grandparents and sends a letter to his mother.

Findis has a sister willing to go to great trouble, including committing fashion crimes, to ease her nervousness on her wedding day.

In the Halls of Mandos, two elves that were never meant to meet have a conversation. "There were no thoughts of who they could have been in life. No questions of whether they would have remained strangers or been friends. No, they were as summer and winter, not meant to touch and the beginning of one could not commence until the end of the other."

Short story about the events that followed the Fall of Fornost, seen through the eyes of a young nobleman whose family was in possession of an ancient secret. This is a sort of distant prequel to the story 'The Heirs of Haeron.'

Les dialogues inter-culturels ne sont pas le point fort des Elfes du 1er Age. Il faut dire qu'ils sont complexes à comprendre, avec leurs phrases pleines de sous-entendus ! Voici donc un petit recueil permettant de saisir le sens caché de leurs déclarations. On commence avec les Fils de Fëanor, mais attendez-vous à ce que ceux de Fingolfin et quelques Sindar passent dire bonjour.

Picking a sword again proves to be hard. A post-Thangorodrim ficlet with Maedhros dealing with his shadows.

two cousins finally meet in Valinor

As Middle-Earth lies under the yoke of the greatest tyranny in the world since the days of Morgoth, a woman from an unnamed mountain village is chosen. This is her story.

Actually, it was Indis who saw him first

The tragedy of Nellas was not so grand or poignant as all that. The tragedy of Nellas was that she was, like, twelve.

Beren, from his father's death to the Girdle of Melian. Part of the Darker Oneshots Halloween challenge.

"Do you think Númenor may yet be saved?" (A story of the Faithful, and of hope.)

Elros' choice brought him away from his brother, to the shores of Numenor. Snipets of his family life, work and relationship with Elrond.

A snapshot of Númenor, in the earliest days of sacrifice. Written for Tolkien Gen Week.