New and Updated Audio Fanworks

Would it never end? Would there always be one more mother standing on the shore, looking out to sea, full of a grief made more terrible by hope?
Elwing and Nerdanel in Valinor in the Fourth Age; a story about children coming home.

Emeldir bakes. A podfic of "Proving" by sallysavestheday. Length - 06:49 minutes.

A repository of little songs for elflings, as compiled by Maglor Fëanorion in the late first age.

An ordinary sort of letter, sent from Dwarrowdelf to Imladris, by one of the survivors of Ost-in-Edhil.

Celebrimbor makes the famed Elfstone.

A reworking of Twinkle, twinkle, little star, featuring Eärendil. Originally written by Anérea.

Melian and Thingol stand enchanted for two hundred years. Why could no one find them in all that time? And what did they see in each other to keep them entranced for so long? 

First Age 116: in the foothills of the Orocani Mountains—west of Hildórien and far, far east of Beleriand.
Woman meets Maia in four 100-word drabbles

In the First Age, Fingon traveled to Rerir after discovering Turgon's disappearance. In the Fourth Age, he travels to Rerir again in Beleriand Risen.

A tale told in drabbles.

"The Silmaril falls slowly, so slowly, as if taking its time to caress the weightlessness of Ulmo’s waters. Does it seek relief also, Maglor wonders, to be free at last of all the hands that lusted after its blessed shine?"

Maglor casts his Silmaril into the Sea.

Uncanonical take on Caranthir's canonical wife: in himring!verse she's not an elf.

Breakfast with the Feanorians, late in the First Age featuring Himring's OC Narye, ex-housekeeper of Himring.

In her wanderings through Aman, Minyelmë comes to the farthest shore.

Erestor and Pengolodh negotiate their respective truths, after sailing for Valinor.

It was written that Ulmo was alone, but delving deeper into the nature of the Valar and their adopted world reveals otherwise.

The White Lady of the Noldor, seen by some of those who loved her best.

(Podfic of a triple drabble by Melesta)

Rúmil invents writing only half on purpose.

Elwing weaves for her children.

The ship diminishes against the horizon, the sun rising to brighten the waves, the curve of Eärendil’s arm falling as his figure becomes smaller, turning away.

Uinen’s mercy, Elwing thinks, and bites her tongue rather than pray.

A podfic of a story by Simaetha. 

Nerdanel crafts her first sculpture of strange but beautiful shape.

When the Noldor return to Middle-earth to make war on Morgoth, only rumours reach Menegroth of their reasons for coming, but Doriath's minstrel experiences their loss and longing through his connection to Music and the gift of his Queen. Years later, he is sent to the Feast of Reuniting and meets the Elf whose grief he felt. A story about the Eldar returning home, their connection to the land and to each other, and their relationship to Music and fate, love and free will. 

They have no choice but to build a life together.

Celebrimbor kisses Narvi. Narvi kisses Celebrimbor. Somehow, Celebrimbor is still perplexed.

Eärwen as a young maiden of the Swan-haven, surrounded and supported by family, and the intersection of song and spinning thread.

In Treelight, he and Artanis had walked the beaches of Elendë, the white sand soft beneath bare toes as she splashed in the shallows and demanded he name every sea star. Upon the ragged new shores of this eastern land, they wore stout boots, for they were all torn rock and silt, and the waters colder than the Bay of Eldamar. And Artanis was Galadriel now, and if her name was softer, it was all of her that was.