Ages from now, Daeron remains in the East, and he remembers. (Or, a poem of one that felt too much and made terrible decisions because of it).

Cuando Morgoth captura a Maedhros, Fingon no duda en ir a su rescate, a pesar de que su relación se rompió al abandonar Valinor. Este acto, sin embargo, despertará los sentimientos que ambos han estado intentando acallar y Maedhros intentará recuperar el amor del elfo que una vez tuvo y, por desgracia, desechó. (Imagen de idahlrillion. tumblr. com)

Her contented peace that afternoon, however, was abruptly shattered when a spear shot through the branches scant inches from her head, narrowly missing a squirrel, which shot down the trunk with an angry chatter, to lodge in the trunk of the next tree over.

A paper on why the Noldor declined faster in Middle-earth than other elves, and a comparison of the kingdom of Mirkwood with realms ruled by the Noldor. There is also some discussion of the impact of the War of the Jewels during the First Age. Written in the form of a paper by Gondorian historians in the early Fourth Age.

Melian has seen the future and it is grim, only one possible outcome brings a sliver of hope but to achieve that she has to convice two young and stubborn elves that they indeed to belong together. To do that she has to use some rather devious tricks, after all the goal does sanctify the means, even if they are less than kind... Romance. Galadriel and Celeborn. AU.

Celebrimbor wants to know where he stands with Annatar.

When Maitimo asks his cousin to join him on a trip to the mountains he thinks that it will be nice to have some company. He doesnt know that the journey will reveal some long hidden feelings and desires and that nothing ever will be the same between them. Slash. Romance/comfort.

(One-shot) No mucho tiempo después de la muerte Glaurung, un hombre está dispuesto a convertirse en héroe al decidir recuperar el tesoro abandonado en la ciudad de Nargothrond

The story of Eönwë's creation. Or, more generally, the story of what Ilúvatar intended by creating the Maiar, and why Manwë loves them all so much. Very fluffy.

En las historias contadas más tarde, ocultaron aquellos horrores, pero nunca olvidaron completamente. El hielo fue el menor de sus problemas, aunque eso era mejor olvidarlo. [Este fic participa en el reto 17# "Cuentos desde los túmulos" del zombie foro El Poney Pisador]

Elrond and Erestor lead the survivors of the defeat at Eregion to a new home, which will eventually become Rivendell.

Rzecz o uratowaniu Maedhrosa i próbowaniu odnalezienia się w nowej rzeczywistości. Dużo angstu, dużo relacji międzyfeanoriańskich.

Long it has been Fëanáro's goal to lead his people back to Endórë. Yet the hour when he finally reached Beleriand didn't feel like a reason to celebrate. He was just glad to get off that damned ship.

"(...) lecz może tak się miało wydarzyć, by mógł potem Oromë sam wszystko odkrywać".

"But then, I do not want you to leave me, I do not want you to fly away, my angel."

Elladan and Elrohir had only wanted Maglor to relax for a bit - not have a near-fatal reunion with two elves of Doriath, they swear. Nimrodel's snickering isn't helping. And WHERE is Mithrellas with the pizza? Modernday Elves, This Day and Age series.

In Valinor there's healing for everyone. Even Maeglin. But it's Idril of all people who first reaches out to him.

Number Five: DS al fine. The compendium will eventually contain a selection of AUs, crossovers, and pure crackfic.

Because what better way to celebrate fall than writing, hey? Even if it is poetry.

A fluff breakfast conversation in Himring, between Maedhros and Fingon, because they deserve some happiness. Mild Maedhros/Fingon slash. The Dragon Helm was the most meaningful gift Maedhros could have given Fingon. The uniqueness of the helm lay in its ability to protect the wearer from any harm. Tragic that Fingon gave it away and then died from a head wound.

Cuando nos aferramos mucho a las cosas materiales. Este fic participa en el reto 17 "Cuentos desde los Túmulos" del foro el Zombie Pony Pisador

The world has changed in the wake of Doriath's fall and Celeborn and Galadriel must contend with the looming threat of war even as factionalism amongst the Sindar threatens to shatter the delicate ties binding Beleriand's survivors together. Meanwhile, they privately struggle with the fear that their new marriage will splinter beneath the growing animosity between their peoples.

Some say Maglor drowned with his Silmaril, others that he wanders the shores still. Elrond Peredhel won't contradict any of those statements.

Arriving in Lothlórien for the first time, Celeborn meets somebody from his past, somebody who might not exactly be happy to see him again.

Glorfindel, reborn and sent to Middle-earth not so long ago, does not want to travel, particularly not to Lothlórien. But he finds the Golden Wood has much to offer to him.