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The long and weary road from the birth of the Union of Maedhros to the Nirnaeth Arnoediad, the downfall of the Sons of Feanor and the construction of the last Great Gate in Gondolin. (Canonical gap-filler with few liberties taken).
Characters: Curufin, Ecthelion, Erestor, Maedhros, Maeglin, Maglor
Genres: Adventure, Drama, Mystery
Warnings: Character Death, Violence--Graphic
Chapters: 20 Completed: No
Word count: 111575 Read: 1408
Published: April 30, 2017 Updated: October 30, 2017
Erenis is Curufin's OC daughter. This is her first appearance.
Erestor’s three-round questioning of Anardil about his knowledge is a theft from Christopher Paolini. (I’ve expected this reference even less then any of you).
Author’s Message on the 23rd of August 2017
It’s strange to be back after such a break – it wasn’t nearly as long as I have imagined it could get. These three months, though, were nothing if not eventful.
To tell you the truth, I’ve been feeling down for a relatively long time, so I wasn’t quite motivated go on publishing this story. Even if I’m writing it ever since, with the same enthusiasm and niggling as before. When I last looked at the stats in May (on Fanfiction(.)net: thousands of views and 28 comments) I suddenly just felt like everyone – save the few, faithful readers I dearly appreciate – clicked on my work, thought ‘this is sh*t’ and moved on.
What changed my mind about publishing was, among other things, a ten days long camping and roleplaying event with the Hungarian Tolkien Association, where my works – and in general, my person – were pretty much appreciated. Moreover, the Legend of Arinion (from the last chapter) has been adapted to drama with our small theatre group, and we brought it onstage. To direct such a thing, and to impersonate Mandos in a play you have written and devised yourself… trust me, it gets you in an artistic mood.
Special thanks to Onach for helping me with the script, and for everyone else who had to bear with my person through the workflow.
Special thanks to that beer I drank one night at 4 am. In fact, I hate beer, but at that moment it was just perfect, and helped me finish a song for the next evening gathering.
Special thanks to my fellow Elves of Lindon and our good lord Círdan (and everyone else in the Council).
…special thanks to the whole association for their love and care. Really.
And now on to our story!