New Challenge: Crossroads of the Fallen King
Cross "The Silmarillion" with a second text or fandom in this month's crossover challenge.
Nerdanel works in expressive forms of fabric and water, under very different circumstances.
Perhaps, when there were still Entings, not all of them conformed to the expectations laid down for their gender?
Maitimo had last seen Findekano in torchlight, in the lingering Unlight of the Darkening, before the starlight had returned.
Findekano arrives in the world: a drabble set.
During the retreat from the Nirnaeth Arnoediad, the two famous elves from Doriath come to a decision.
A tripple drabble for Robinka, my dear and loyal friend for so many years. And just because I can, with love.
Posted for a friend, J. Mortimer Tarantula, who wanted to try drabbling, but with dark prompts: charnel, dire, spectre, vain.
We know Celebrimbor canonically worked together with Narvi; whether he ever watched his grandmother's father Mahtan at work, Tolkien does not tell us.
It was my idea that Mahtan and Narvi might have something in common, in his eyes...
Luckier. By whose definition, luckier?
This is my latest collection of pieces too small to stand alone, often written for events on the SWG Discord.
The Latest:
"Memorial." Nerdanel ponders how to memorialize the kinslaying.
"Tears Unnumbered." The Haudh-en-Nirnaeth after the deluge.
"Unsafety." Fingolfin rides to Morgoth's gates.
"Quiet Love." Nerdanel cares for Fëanor on the anniversary of Míriel's death.
"The Secret Door." Celebrimbor learns lessons about magic.
Aredhel arrives in Gondolin.
Fingon, unfocused, distracted and distressed. A double-drabble and three drabbles.
Once, he had been more than a gracious listener in the Music.
That time was gone.
The House of Shields is more than a bar. A double drabble.
A three-card spread that changes everything.
Maglor read the cards too well
Nerdanel contemplates names for her new-born twins.
Elves took to sailing sky as readily as they did sea
Laurësirya had been in that competition performance. She'd been in the battle as well.
"See us!" shouted the lamps, the candles.
One could fall up forever, did not the ground hold fast.
They had come here as in a dream, to the far North of the world.