New and Updated Writing

A conversation between Tuor and Idril concerning their plans for escape from Gondolin.

An attempt at a sonnet for the Experimental challenge.

Thranduil returns to Greenwood the Great, with a diminished army and without Oropher.

Fingon comes to Nevrast and finds it empty.

Anairë, newly come to Tirion, gets her first look at Prince Nolofinwë.

Short extracts from Pallando's notebook, mirroring encounters of the Blue Wizards in the East.

“Well, Sam,” said Frodo one sunny afternoon as they sat together in the garden, “what do you think of Elves, now that you have seen Elvenhome?” He spoke with a smile, and both of them remembered the times before that he had asked the question—after first meeting Gildor and his party and spending the night with them at Woody End, and later at Rivendell, and later still as their sojourn in Lothlórien came to an end. It was practically tradition.

A haiku about Thuringwethil and Tilion. (I added a photo.)

Over the course of their friendship, Arador and Belladonna write many letters to each other.

Here are two of them.

Aerin makes choices, helps others make theirs.

Findekáno’s coronation should have been a grand affair. Moringotto was dead, and the Ñoldor could begin to rebuild and slowly retake the lands the Enemy had destroyed in the battle that they had all thought was the beginning of the end.

But Findekáno’s father had fallen even as he slew the Black Foe. Over four hundred years he had ruled, and Findekáno knew this was quite possibly the worst time for a change in leadership.

He still didn’t know where Turukáno and Írissem were.

He still had not heard from Russandol.

Celebrimbor must face the reality that Annatar, his friend, confidant, partner, and lover, is and always was Sauron, the lieutenant of Morgoth and the Torturer of Angband.

Mairon must come to terms with his own broken promises and the lies he had to tell to create his Rings of Power.

Ten of the Rings are hidden. Celebrimbor knows where they are. Sauron wants the Rings. Celebrimbor wants Annatar.

Elrond and Elros are kidnapped, again. But this time, the only people who are around to rescue them are their other kidnappers.

Elrond and Elros are afraid of the Feanorions, until they aren't.

A letter arrives for Galadriel, but what is left unsaid sends the loudest message.

“I thought I was stronger than a word, but I just discovered that having to say goodbye to you is by far the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do.” – Colleen Hoover

For the prompt epistolary.

The Sons of Fëanor descend on Sirion. Elwing rises.

"They do not touch anymore, not even in violence. Maglor has no need of him. It is his foals, grazing upon his barren spirit, who have brought him back to life."

A messy entanglement, from four perspectives. 

Orcs reflect on Elves.

Only stones now remember the Elves or Eregion… Is it true? A Silvan Elf learns better as he listens to the story of an ancient holly-tree.

The story of a young eagle: how and why she made her way from Valinor to Beleriand.

"What has so shadowed thy spirit? What is this wound thou bearest which I can neither bind nor soothe?"

“The cruelest wound, from which I shall never heal."