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Cultus Dispatches: Fanworks, AI, and Resistance by Dawn and Grundy The fan studies column Cultus Dispatches returns with a history of how Tolkien fanworks fandom has reacted and resisted generative AI by drawing strong boundaries in a way that is not typical for the fandom.
Finrod and Bëor stop for a while on the road to Nargothrond to rest. The bodies of the Secondborn often grow weary, and Finrod laments, massaging Bëor's back and renewing his beloved's vigor with the work of his hands. But Finrod has other burdens of his own, Bëor soon discovers, returning…
Maglor without Maedhros, Daeron without Lúthien. Alone, they are nothing, but together, they can be something more. Where do you turn, when you have no one else left?
Written for Tolkien Reverse Summer Bang 2023, featuring artwork by athlai.
It was only the second time Finwë had come out foraging with them, and of course this would happen—of course the Hunter would come, the Dark Rider on his steed with its terrible, heavy footfalls, and the deep-throated laughter that held no mirth, only malice.
“Come on.” Maedhros grabbed his hand and pulled him along down the path, both of them quickening their pace now, until the trees opened up into a wide meadow filled with flowers, bright yellow celandine and dandelions and sweet-scented pale chamomile mingling with cornflowers and irises. On…
By definition, fanworks fandom does not draw a lot of boundaries, but community archives and events have taken a strong stance against AI-generated fanworks due to ethical considerations and member input.
In a book as full of death as the Quenta Silmarillion, grief and mourning are surprisingly absent. The characters who receive grief and mourning—and those who don't—appear to do so due to narrative bias. Grief and mourning (or a lack of them) serve to draw attention toward and away from objectionable actions committed by characters.
This presentation for Mereth Aderthad 2025 discusses the parallels between the concept of abnegation in the scientific work surrounding the atomic bomb and in The Silmarillion. The relinquishment of self-interest in favor of the interests of others, abnegation was identified by Tolkien as a powerful act of spirit and reason. The legendarium has many examples of the complexities of abnegation, which parallel similar discussions held by physicists during and after World War II.
For most of my life, when reading Lord of the Rings, I read it through the perspective of Gandalf's words about Éowyn, that she'd spent years trapped as a caregiver, watching the realm she love fall from honor into disgrace.
But what if Éowyn was also a student of history?
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Wow. This chapter of the Sil has always confused and fascinated me, especially the way it's portrayed in fandom. I guess I just have a hard time figuring out how no one noticed Ambarussa was missing...
But, anyway, what I find so powerful about this piece is Nelyo's acknowledgement that merely standing aside did not do much good. Also chilling is the middle part, where Nelyo is wondering who really ruled between Feanor and Finwe in the later days.
But the most heartwrenching lines for me were "Ambarussa burned while I stood aside. / There is no singing now." Amazing.
You are really getting the maximum ouch effect out of the "standing aside" theme here, aren't you? Strictly speaking, I suppose, merely "standing aside" is just as inadequate a response whether it only allows Elenwe and a great number of Fingolfinians to die in the ice or whether it also allows Ambarussa to be burnt practically in front of Maedhros's eyes, but it does sort of bring it home to you.
I've read stories about Maglor going all artistic at Losgar before (Look at the pretty flames!), but that bit about the singing is really something.
I sure am! Really reading that passage, I've always thought, well that's nice for you, Maedhros, but it didn't do much good, did it? And I'm sure he would have realized that...
Elves love to sing! That's not always a good thing.
A wide range of conflicting thoughts and emotions very well laid out...
(they have shed blood for us, they had come to our aid, they are as cursed as we....)
This line worked well, evoking for me not just the abandoned Noldor but the Teleri also; in which these ships to them were as their life-blood, like the jewels to the oath makers. Of course the pay off comes with your rendition with the actual death of Feanor's youngest son so brutally punctuating the very impotency bemoaned by Maedhros throughout the piece...
A possible follow-on piece could be the breaking of the news to Feanor in his quarters - madness tempered by guilt, perhaps?
I thought I reviewed already, but apparently it became a comment on my adding this to my favourites! For what it's worth: This was amazing. I love how you made his standing aside not...well..heroic, but rather some sort of defeated. I've come across many fanfictions who paint him as this One Good Feanorian, which is just less interesting. I've always wondered how no one noticed Umbarto...And Macalaurë's song was a terrifying idea. Somehow "a song that is terrible in its beauty. Like the fire itself, it crackles and roars into violent life" reminded me of the "le sacrifice" part in Stravinsky's Rite Of Spring...which is odd I suppose as it doesn't contain singing. But your describtion of the music reminds me of it I guess.
Oh, I definitely think it's a defeat for him -- if he had suceeded, the ships wouldn't have burned. Standing aside is just the very least he could do to save face, and I think, even then, it doesn't really succeed. Really, Maedhros is the "One Good Feanorian"? Huh. I like him a lot, but I think putting such label on him sort of takes the enjoyment you get from a character who is -- or ought be, any way, at the very least, morally gray.
Interesting that you thought of sacrifices when it came to the song/Umbarto's death. I was thinking a lot of Iphigenia and the parallels between her fate and poor Ambarussa's -- both are unwitting sacrifices to their father's martial ambitions, if you will...
Sorry to clutter your reviews but - I just wanted to say that funnily enough Maedhros has always, somehow, reminded me in certain aspects of Achillis, who incidentally also did not agree with the sacrifice at hand but was unable to stop it. So the Iphigenia/Ambarussa connection makes sense alot of to me I suppose. Though my reason for connecting Achillis to Amedhros was more about the "enemies fled from his face"thing Maedhros and Achillis seem to share.
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