The Fëanorian and Arafinwëan middle-children go hunting in the sweltering, noisy jungles of southern Aman. Angrod and Caranthir find a way to take the edge off.

“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.

Galadriel and Lúthien, a moment shared under the night sky.

Even the greatest artists struggle with petty jealousy. Fortunately, they have siblings capable of snapping them out of it. 

“No song or poem could ever capture the beauty of that dance as you have.”

“And that was only a memory,” Daeron said. “There is no music that could bring her back, not even mine.”

Daeron sails to Eressëa and meets Pengolodh.

Eöl is ill-at-ease after an encounter with the first Elf to elude his piercing mind. That there is much to link him and Curufin, including their shared craft, a friendship with the Dwarves, and the fact he carries a knife made of Eöl's metal, only unsettles - and allures - him all the more.

As Lúthien prepares to make her escape from Hírilorn, Daeron visits her for the last time.

Amrod makes a gift for Amras. The story of how it is passed down through the ages, in snippets.

Their chieftain, Haleth, is staying with me in Helevorn with a few of her guards (also women). I am not sure what to make of her.

Maglor has some advice for Caranthir on relations with the Haladin.

Mablung visits Beleg on the northern marches to spend some time alone together before the summer festival.

“Well,” Maglor said, kneeling beside him and propping himself up with one arm between Daeron’s thighs, “you’re still very much failing to ward me off with your dark elf magic.”

Maglor has a challenge for Daeron.

After all that has befallen and come between them, Daeron and Maglor manage to forget everything for one blissful night and find what they have lost in each other.

The hot, dry stones darken as rivulets of water fall down from her hair. Crouching beside the river, she twists and wrings it with strong hands, tossing it over the opposite shoulder and spreading her lips into a broad smile when she catches my eyes.

Fëanor and Nerdanel, by a river, when everything was still wonderful.

None came there–but the breath that filled the pipes wailing through the air was as real as his own, which he now inhaled in shallow gasps.

Lómion is drawn by a haunting music in the depths of Nan Elmoth.

Lindir is too good at music to be a nobody and young Arwen has a confused Lúthien complex. Crackship treated seriously.

Finrod's first kiss and what Amarië thinks about it.

As one of the most beloved Silmarillion characters, Maglor is a bundle of contradictions undergirded by a complex textual history. Warrior, musician, wanderer, and survivor, Maglor brings to the fore key themes in Tolkien's early legendarium, such as the role of music, oaths, and exile.

A spooky story has instilled a fear of spiders in young Elrond and Elros. Fortunately, Eärendil has returned from his latest sea voyage with a tale that will put their fears to rest. 

Later, the boys tell Maglor of their father's exploits. 

As Elwing navigates uncertainties about identity, rulership, and her impending motherhood, a chance meeting with a reclusive woman of the Haladin leads to a relationship that will give her strength facing the challenges to come. [WiP. Rating based on chapter 1 but will change to Adult.]

Two friends discuss their fears and hopes on the shores of Cuiviénen.