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Isildur's deeds continue to inspire his descendants.

Turgon has lost someone he loves and so has Fingon. Therefore Turgon cannot understand how his brother manages to keep hoping, to hold onto his trust that everything will be all right, pursuing somebody who left nothing but fire and ice in his wake.

"Sire….please! You came for the boats but… but can you sail them?"

At Alqualondë the Noldor found that there were unexpected helping hands waiting for them. Hands that trimmed the sails, manned the rudder and guided ill-gotten swan-ships to the Twilight Lands.

Summer has come to Sirion, bringing heat and the unhoused. Baradui, a refugee from Doriath, finds her life threatened and that her only source of help might be a pitiously ill patient who can barely care of themself.

In the wake of Alqualondë and Finarfin's departure, Fëanor shores up power and Finrod must prove his loyalty.

It's Curufin's game but Finrod plays to win.

The illusion that a silmaril can be stolen. The illusion that a silmaril is anything more than a silmaril.

Fingon used to wear gold braided into his hair. How did that come about?

Confused? Concerned? Beset with worries? Then why not ask Galadriel! Whether you're an angsty teenager looking to get away from Nan Elmoth and explore the Noldorin side of your heritage or a hobbit consumed with envy over the size of your neighbour's taters, the Lady of the Golden Wood is here to help.

Scenes from the lives of the lads of Gondolin.

Sartandur is one of the servants of Celegorm who left the sons of Dior (Elured and Elurin) to die in the forest in revenge for the death of their master. Maedhros, son of Feanor, Celegorm's brother, is searching the woods of Doriath, trying to find the boys and rescue them. With the remaining Feanorians, Sartandur is waiting for Maedhros's return.

“Gothmog and Draugluin” follows the antics of two Tolkienian icons who were not all about smiting and devouring but had fun, too. Little Gothmog lives in Thangorodrim with his mom (Ulbandi Fluithuin) and dad (Melkor, Black Foe of the World). Melkor’s right-hand man and Gothmog’s babysitter -- Professor Thû ("I'm not a babysitter. I'm an observer!") -- makes appearances, too. Gothmog and Draugluin also share this space with “Stinky Pete” Mêshûgganâscar, Maia of Mandos, and his pals.

"Gothmog and Draugluin" appears monthly sporadically in the SWG newsletter. View the Table of Contents for a full listing of comics.

Ten years of faithful service are rewarded. A double drabble.

A gift for elfscribe on her 10th Fandom Anniversary.

The twins at Losgar: how they got there, and what they were left with. Written for B2MEM 2012. 

Elrond tells the story of Hurin's life, after his release from Angbad. 

His audience are Valandil, sent from Arnor, and Gandalf, who has arrived from the West at the beginning of the Third Age. 

That the relationship between Fëanor and Nernadel had its ups and downs is no secret, but what kind of impact did it have on their third son?

On board of a swan ship, Celegorm is isolated from his brothers and father. As he deals with the aftermath of his first battle as a man changed, his fate is sealed.

Nienna's thoughts as the Nirnaeth Arnoediad ended.

Thou art that.

Of the House of Finwe, Aredhel may be the one who most values personal freedom--and nevertheless we see her spending long periods confined: first to Gondolin, then to Nan Elmoth. This is a story about Aredhel's choices.

Part I is the story of her last meeting with her cousin Maedhros before she departed for Gondolin, Part II deals with later events in Vinyamar, Gondolin and Nan Elmoth.

Includes vignettes of Aredhel and Maedhros in Valinor, glimpses of Turgon, and Maedhros's thoughts on a number of matters, including Losgar.

After the War of Wrath, Maglor's wife, a musician of Telerin descent who remained behind in Valinor, learns that her husband has written his most famous composition while in Middle-earth--and that it is entitled Noldolante: The Fall of the Noldor.

When he encounters a new harvest worker, a farmer in Formenos is reminded of the great march under starlight across the east of Middle-earth to the shores of the Great Sea. MPTT Harvest Challenge, October 2012; Prompts: waggon, help, young. Beta: Ignoblebard.

Written in response Oshun's The Beautiful Battlements of the Fortress on Himring Hill. Maedhros has trouble sleeping. Maedhros/Fingon (vague) smut. 

Written at the request of Moetushie-–in the form of a comment fic on her LJ. Not much of a plot, simply Fingon and Maedhros sitting in a room at the top of Himring Hill Castle K-I-S-S-I-N-G. With a Beta read by Ignoble Bard and with some serious help from him in closing it--on the co-writing credit: he wrote the last sentence; I edited it lightly. (Without him, I probably couldn't write at all, too fraught with self doubt.)

Wherein a denizen of Utumno is roped into a peculiar project, the repercussions of which are inescapable.

**Update! Ch 9.

Of refugees and trees.