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Ficlets written for March's challenge "Within the Pages of Lore." Please see the Table of Contents for summaries and specific warnings for each.
Added Love by Moonlight: Tilion observes two kinds of love in Beleriand. Implied Maedhros/Fingon.
Characters: Fingon, Finrod Felagund, Lórien, Maedhros, Orodreth, Tilion, Túrin
Challenges: Within the Pages of Lore
Genres: Fixed-length Ficlet
Warnings: Mature Themes
Series: Daily Drabbles (or Taming the Recalcitrant Muses)
Chapters: 5 Completed: No
Word count: 1190 Read: 9900
Published: March 12, 2008 Updated: November 26, 2008
The song of Lúthien released the bonds of winter, and the frozen waters spoke, and flowers sprang from the cold earth where her feet had passed.
The Silmarillion, "Of Beren and Lúthien"
Every winter, as the cold drains the earth of life, my inspiration goes as well. Winter can seem endless and uninspired, and so as spring approaches, I wish to coax my muses back into creation.
This series of ficlets was written for March's "Within the Pages of Lore" challenge. Each ficlet is written based on a sentence chosen at random from The Silmarillion. Since the challenge is concomitant with Back to Middle-earth Month, which obviously take priority, then I cannot guarantee that I will write something new every day, but I will try.
In addition, I am restricting myself to pieces no longer than 300 words. It is often the case, when taking on a project like this, that as it progresses, my entries get longer and longer until I'm trying to write, for all intents and purposes, a full story every day, which is unreasonable, even by my standards!
Finally, for those of you wishing to reawaken the muses with me, I welcome you to join me! Drop me a line, and I will add you to the Taming the Recalcitrant Muses series.
From their far journeys they brought tidings of a great mustering of Orcs and evil creatures under the eaves of Ered Wethrin and in the Pass of Sirion; and they told also that Ulmo had come to Círdan, giving warning that great peril drew nigh to Nargothrond.
"Of Túrin Turambar"
Túrin ponders the imminent arrival of Morgoth's army and the necessity of destroying the bridge to Nargothrond.
The sons of Finarfin bore most heavily the brunt of the assault, and Angrod and Aegnor were slain; beside them fell Bregolas lord of the house of Bëor, and a great part of the warriors of that people.
"Of the Ruin of Beleriand and the Fall of Fingolfin"
After his rescue from Dagor Bragollach, Finrod receives a vision of his brothers' fate.
In Lórien are his gardens in the land of the Valar, and they are the fairest of all places in the world, filled with many spirits.
I'll confess to having something of an
obsession interest in the Maia Tilion. (This might begin to explain why. ;) In The Book of Lost Tales, "The Coming of the Valar and the Building of Valinor," it is said that Irmo loved Tilion (then Silmo). Since then, I have had a bunny nibbling my ankle, asking me to consider that love. Here, I do so, in 300 words.
As such, some will consider this a slash story. I'm not sure that I do, but you have been forewarned.
Winter is upon me again. Today, we had our first significant snowfall in my hometown, and I felt the first touches of seasonal dysthymia, so I thought I'd try to hold off the thought of both with some writing. Unfortunately, I think the quote Chance chose for me might have only made things worse ...
For between the land of Aman that in the north curved eastward, and the east-shores of Endor (which is Middle-earth) that bore westward, there was a narrow strait, through which the chill waters of the Encircling Sea and the waves of Belegaer flowed together, and there were vast fogs and mists of deathly cold, and the sea-streams were filled with clashing hills of ice and the grinding of ice deep-sunken.
The Silmarillion, "Of the Flight of the Noldor"
The Noldor arrive at the Helcaraxë and at a change within themselves that they never expected. A triple drabble (300 words).
But the Noldor named them also Rána, the Wayward, and Vása, the Heart of Fire, that awakens and consumes; for the Sun was set as a sign for the awakening of Men and the waning of the Elves, but the Moon cherishes their memory.
The Silmarillion, "Of the Sun and the Moon"
Tilion observes two kinds of love one night in Beleriand. Implied Maedhros/Fingon.