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Erestor lay up against a tree, brown washed to black in the wet of the snow. The black disc of the new moon sailed across the dark sky. Erestor wished it were gone. He had no need to look into dark eyes any longer.
He was dying.
(AKA Erestor unwittingly travels back in time to the…
Fëanor shrugged, studying the contents of his wine glass. “Something must be done about that house. It will fall down eventually.” “It does not follow that it must be you that tears it down single-handedly. Are you sure you do not want help?” “It’s not as though I…
This is my new poetical attempt to add my own interpretation to Tolkien's Cosmology as to Eru's Creation and the Valar's minds and behind-the-scene providence reasons and mechanisms.. I often review Eä as part of our own world, just in another dimension, this is why I have always seriously…
Concerned by his responses to the paraphernalia of healing, Fingon steals Maedhros from his room for an impromptu garden excursion. Maedhros battles with dark thoughts.
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Hehehe! This story has always amused me! Funnily enough, I was just thinking that someone ought to ask you for an update! Good move on Fanged Geranium's part! I think you must have sent some sort of signal through the Canatics Hate This shared brain. ;)
I have to re-read this story from the beginning. It has been a while. I hopped in here because it was my favorite chapter and I wanted to remember why. "Orodeth let out a loud snore and upset a bottle of wine." Ha! Perfect. Now I remember, why, despite the annoying difficulties it creates within my canon, I wanted to make Fingon the father of Gil-galad in my story cycle. You can take some of the blame.
Finrod is my favorite golden elf boy, second only to Tyelkormo/Celegorm (who may or may not be blond, but I've always imagined him blond) so it was definitely a treat to read about them in the same story. The little hints you dropped about how their previous interaction with each other (i.e. "humiliating, painful capers of the Feanorians) had me hooked.
It is the details I love most about your stories, regardless of genre. I laughed out loud in the part where Finrod mulls over his oath to Beren's father and Finrod actually keeping a diary.
The character sketches of the two Feanorians were exquisite. I liked how you compared Celegorm's taste in females to a box of chocolates.
I laughed out loud at the childish pranks that Finrod suffered under the Feanorions and Tyelkormo's line: "Always have I suffered as the pretty one" is my all-time favorite.
I enjoyed the glimpse you offered what the Feanorions could have done in Nargothrond other than plot and brood (as I thought the first time I read the Silmarillion). I absolutely loved the "who inspired so much mirth among his people and embraced him regularly and named him favorite of their cousins" part.
Very nice introduction of Celebrimbor, who has given me the impression that he always fades in the background or is disregarded whenever he is with his father or uncles. The last line was priceless and made me think, but what about Orodreth?
Another laugh out loud chapter. If I could draw, I would surely sketch the scene when Orodreth retreated from Minas Tirith. Orodreth's rapid "turn-over" rate in the different lordships in Nargothrond is so fun to read! The last line is worth its weight in gold.
Felt sorry for Celebrimbor that nobody bothered to listen to him, if only they had listened. :^> Though I admit I had to read it a few times before I finally got it. He reminds me of a professor of mine who could put a whole classroom to sleep just by opening his mouth.
I just love the images in this chapter: Celegorm looking with vague interest at the head healer, then picking at his nails, Finrod fidgeting with his necklace. Wonder what Curvo would have reacted to his son's speech.
Laughed out loud at the sentence referring to Celebrimbor (?): "...the stack of data sheets delivered earlier that day by a featureless Elf whose name they could not remember..."
Orcs... hehehe. This has a high monthy python feeling that I quite like. Secondly, this story has been on my want to read list for so long, so my apologies for the delay. :)
Hehehe, those two behave like to noble Roman lords as they lounge and scheme on their sofa's, trying to get the sympathy of a cousin. Lovely imagery with the golden lion aka Celegorm *grin* Yum!
You wrote these chapters more than two years ago, and I've only just noticed them! World's least observant person strikes again! Anyway, I'm glad I have found them now, because they're absolutely hilarious. I particularly like the guard elves being so terrified of Beren - the blades of grass bending! - and Beren suffering from cognitive dissonance. Thanks Dawn!
Thanks, Aerlinn! I don't do humor often, being a gloomy gus when it comes to writing (and art. ;) This story is so old, I'm glad it's still being enjoyed! :)
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