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My first artwork for TRSB 2022. Huan washes ashore in Fourth Age Harad, where Maglor has been living for decades.
“Therefore I say that we will go on, and this doom I add: the deeds that we shall do shall be the matter of song until the last days of Arda.”
- The Silmarillion, ‘Of the Flight of the Noldor’
An elf child of mysterious origin with a gift for Song shakes up Daeron and Maglor's quiet retirement from the problems of Men. Then she shakes up the world.
Instadrabbles for the August-September 2022 SWG Challenge, Restoration and Rebuilding.
Instadrabbles from the sessions on the SWG Discord server, 20-21 August 2022
Maglor finds something to do in the modern world.
Ghost King meets exiled Elf! Maglor Fëanorion walks into the Gambler's Den one evening with a strange request to make of Hua Cheng. Crossover with Heaven Official's Blessing (Tian Guan Ci Fu) by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu.
Maglor finds peace in making art that is not music
Little snapshots of different worlds, for the restoration and rebuilding challenge. Written during Instadrabbling in August 2022.
Maglor brings Nerdanel a scrapbook of his time in Middle-earth.
Just getting to the campsite is its own adventure.
Maglor, wandering, fetches up in England, thinks about nightingales, but does some singing himself.
In 1814 Maglor walks the frozen river Thames, observing and reflecting.
Maedhros is injured, and Elrond discovers his talent for healing.
Written for Tolkien Gen Week on Tumblr (prompt: grey spaces).
Even the greatest artists struggle with petty jealousy. Fortunately, they have siblings capable of snapping them out of it.
“Forgive me,” Finrod muses, the ends of his lips twitching up in a teasing smile as he ties a delicately embroidered burgundy sash around Maglor’s waist, “I had forgotten that you only hang out with me for the fashion advice. No other reason.”
Years of the Trees Gen Slice of LIfe fic
Present day. Daeron has a boring office job, Maglor works for a children’s theatre school. They read dirty slash about themselves. Rated for the dirty slash.
Love endures, and nothing is truly forgotten if even one person remembers it. A triple drabble.
Sacrifices must be made, but there seems to be some lingering disagreement on exactly who it is that is going to be making them.
Five times Daeron meets Maglor by accident, plus one time it happens on purpose.
FIRST NOTICE: Library records show the following item(s) overdue. Please return or renew them as soon as possible to avoid further charges. Note that late fees for Dark Lords accrue at the rate of one (1) Silmaril per day.
Fëanor starts a library in Mandos. The question of the day: Which member of the Arda Evil League of Evil borrowed Twilight and forgot to return it?
A wandering storyteller meets with a group of cowboys and tells his family's history around a fire; the mysterious Center (of the system of messages, perhaps) features prominently.
For the "Western" prompt of the Also Appearing challenge with a slight admixture of something akin to "uranium mine" or perhaps "pyramids"