Rog and Egalmoth have some days off. Might as well have some fun then!

Finrod is reassured by Melian concerning his purpose for being in exile.

Yeet! Aligned with Rings of Power.

The swirls of loose ink send a flood of intermingled joy and grief cascading over him. It is of Gondolin. It is always of Gondolin. An unexpected discovery rattles Glorfindel's guarded heart and he is reminded of all he had loved and lost.

There are few things the elves have written neither poems nor songs of. This is the attempt of a mortal based on the ancient lore of the Silmarillion. Read and enjoy! As my first attempt at publishing on this site, I've run into a small problem with the spacing. Double-spacing doesn't seem to have worked so I had to make due with the vertical lines. I hope you can forgive me.

Un recueil de textes courts sur l'univers du Silmarillion nous plongeant dans un instant ou une pensée des protagonistes de l'histoire

Through willpower alone, Oropher managed to swallow down his first nineteen reactions, glancing between Thranduil's bruised and bloody face to his bruised and bloody hands to the cloth held loosely in obviously sore fingers, eventually settling on a gentle "Sit on the bed, Thranduil." Oropher discovers that his son has gotten in a fight. Again.

Il parle peu, il parle bas. Il ne fait pas de bruit. Son petit visage reste impassible, il ne sourit pas souvent. Il ne lâche pas sa poupée. Et lorsqu'il le fait, c'est parce qu'il est en proie au doute. Ses grands yeux gris trahissent sa confusion, mais ses petites mains restent fermes. Maedhros dit que c'est un enfant qui avance. Maglor veut l'y aider.

This is the tale of Eriel of the Sindar and Fingon, son of Fingolfin, as remembered in the later days of the world.

My interpretation of Miriel in the final years...

Fёanor burns his promises with the ships. Maedhros does not.

Just felt like writing about Tuor...

Elwë, in the Halls of Mandos, is finally reunited with his friend Finwë where he learns patience. (Finrod is mentioned, to no one's surprise.)

A'numireth, daughter of Ecthelion, and the followers of Turgon, arrive at Tumladen. Children will be children, no matter if they are elflings, humans or dwarves. They simply cannot resist the urge to try new things. A'numireth was no exception to this rule. Her curiosity led her (and her friends) to a few discoveries and a fair share of adventures.

Maedhros watches on as Maglor & Fingon try to settle a debate over whose harp is better. Maedhros/Fingon/Maglor, Set during Years of the Trees, Quenya Names Used

Fingon accidentally ends up taking Maedhros's hoodie home with him & finds his iPod Nano in his pocket. Russingon, Modern AU

Melkor seeks to grasp beauty one more time.

Just pondering Emeldir & Company ;)

This story is the beginning of the "Warriors of Doriath" trilogy, and follows Beleg Cúthalion throughout his life, through parts of his childhood, and up until his death at the hands of Túrin. {1 "Warriors of Doriath" Trilogy}

Sequel to 'Tinker, Tailer, Bromance, Spar' (itself sequel to 'Duty, Wine, Gossip, and Buoys'): Two months, three weeks, and four days after returning home from an eventful/misfired/unrequited sojourn at the Guard Academy, Gil-galad and Elrond finally consummate their fast friendship turned mutual attraction.

Not all dreams come from Irmo. Some are the result of decades of horrific war that devastated not only the lands of Beleriand. As the final part of the War of Wrath starts, a certain Vanya is plagued by sorrow, doubt and guilt. Chap 1 is the old fic. Chap 2 is the 2023 rewrite

Upon a chance meeting, Finduilas and Túrin traverse the caverns of Narog, beholding a wondrous sight neither of them would ever forget. But Túrin's curse manifests in the most unexpected ways...

A tale of the middle child of Thingol and Melian. One that brought sorrow and joy. In the woods of Doriath the trees whisper of heavy hearts. By the river Aelin-Uial the water murmurs of deliverance.

My interpretation of Aredhel

They can let go and be themselves in the starlight. What can bloom in the starlight?