New and Updated Fiction

It begins as a game, in their Tree-lit, happy youth: Touch my mind, and draw what I am thinking. Is it an apple, or a pear?

Fingon and Maedhros, thinking for and of each other.

Elwing weeps. Until there is no more weeping to be done.

Elrond’s efforts to heal Gil-galad from a vicious attack bring feelings to the surface that can no longer be ignored.

A Gil-galad/Elrond first time fic.
Written for the 2024 My Slashy Valentine.
Prequel to Under the Ragged Thorn.

All is not as it seems when Thranduil enters the ancestral Feanorian estate, but he fails to fully comprehend the scale and nature of the risk. If he's very lucky, one day he might even get to leave.

Drabbles Content:

1. Something never seen before: Arien
2. A wrong interpretation: Tilion / Arien
3. Being delayed: Eönwë
4. Lost in memory: Nienna
5. Reading a good book: Celeborn / Galadriel
6. “Wait…that can’t be right…”: Melian
7. Group - Follow: Eönwë
8. Running - Distance - Breathless - Limits: Fingon
9. Contempt: Varda
10. A sentient object: the One Ring
11. A fresh start: Maeglin
12. Unusual weather: Cirdan
13. A favourite place: Celebrian
14. A minor catastrophe: Ossë

Of all the pieces of Beleriand to survive, Maglor would not have expected one to be Himring. He spent many years on the coast of Middle-earth nearest to it, often gazing out at the dark shape of his brother’s ancient towers on the horizon. Finally, curiosity and something else he didn’t want to examine very closely had him purchasing a small boat from an old fisherman who was too old to go out on the water anymore. With not a little apprehension, hoping to escape Ossë’s notice, Maglor pushed the boat out into the waves, and made his way with the tide out to Himling.

Maglor makes it within sight of Himring before his horse is cut out from under him.

Chapter 1: Círdan rehabilitates the reputation of an elf not known for his likeability by telling Elrond a humourous story about young Ereinion.

Some stories of old were never to be scripted. There were tales told around a campfire or sung on tables of a festive inn. Perhaps the imagination of the Eldar knew no boundaries, or perhaps Valar were not as valiant and dignified. Manwë Súlimo, he who is the sovereign of the Gods, finds himself the unfortunate protagonist of, shall one say, perilous adventures. Here are the stories of the Very Lost Tales of Aman.

A place to store drabbles and ficlets, mostly written for various prompts.

Instadrabble prompt: Something never seen before

Celebrimbor spots two newcomers to Aman.

For the Instadrabble prompt: Murphy’s law kicks in (anything that can go wrong will).

What was Tuor's first week like in Gondolin? 

Instadrabble prompt: Friend, want, bad, gesture.

Ioreth probably should not have been carrying that basket over wet cobblestones...

Patrols upon the Ard-Galen are rarely events of great fanfare during times of peace.

Two drabbles written during instadrabbling event on SWG.

1. Eönwë and Manwë. Prompt: Birdseed for Manwë.

2. Nerdanel. Prompt: Being delayed.

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.

For the instadrabble prompt: lost in memory

Three scientists discuss technology and responsibility in the Jornada del Muerto Valley on July 19, 1945.

Highly AU.  Not allegorical, but perhaps applicable.

MEFA 2008: First Place, Modern Times, General.

In Ost-in-Edhil, Narin gets a look at her wife's new sculpture.

Salgant gets some unexpected gifts

Elrond is curious about the music - and why his daughter has been avoiding certain subjects.

In a modern/all human AU, Celeborn meets Galadriel while going to eat with his family and is smitten.

[F]or his father was dearer to him than the light of Valinor or the peerless works of his hands; - The Silmarillion

Rog helps a visitor with his prosthesis.

When Maedhros and Elros were away, Maglor had his problem to solve with no one else but Elrond.