Brothers by Keiliss

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Fanwork Notes

Written for burning_night for the lotr_community Yule fic exchange. Thanks go to hhimring for answering questions and making me think.

Fanwork Information

Summary:

Near the end of the First Age, Maglor faces a decision that will change the future of the world.

Major Characters: Elrond, Elros, Maedhros, Maglor

Major Relationships:

Genre: Drama

Challenges:

Rating: General

Warnings:

This fanwork belongs to the series

Series: Balar fics
Chapters: 1 Word Count: 4, 134
Posted on 18 March 2014 Updated on 18 March 2014

This fanwork is complete.

Table of Contents

Brothers

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<i>“He might have been entertained by the sheer overdone tastelessness of a Sindarin Yule. Who knows?”</i>

OMG! You killed me here! That may have been an invented argument on his part, but it really captures something about Feanor for me.

I really love this paragraph also:

<i>A dog barked. Maglor had a glimpse of someone crossing between trees, one of the guard that had been set. An owl called, a hunting cry. From inside he heard a great gust of laughter and wondered distantly what that had been about. And then he looked back and Maedhros’s tall, dark form was still there, the hair tucked under the edge of his cloak, his eyes strangely peaceful. </i>

Great story.

 

Just makes me so happy that you thought well of this, Oshun. Thank you. I was very aware of once again inching out of my personal comfort zone and a owe Himring thanks for raising a few questions I hadn't even realised I needed answers to *g*. Feanor though - I'm often reminded of a movie I once saw about Picaso... larger than life personality, vast talent, utterly selfish, loudly flinging himself into 'quaint' local customs. Feanor would eat up a loud, tasteless Yule celebration, methinks.

 

Like a stalker I have tracked you down from esteliel so I can read more without waiting(I have no abilty to derfer gratification and am always astonished at people who ration the,selves in any sense). This delicate and beautifully told story does not disappoint; it is poignant without being sentimental, and moving and tender. I love the context with the thunder and banging and their speculation over what is happening. Your writing is superb - you show what is happening rather than tell and that is such a skill. Masterful story telling.

Why, hello there *g*.

The bit about showing instead of telling -- thank you SO MUCH, I always worry about whether I'm getting that right.

I wasn't sure I could write this, I'd never had much to do with Maedhros before, but it was a Yule swap request and I knew the recipient would like them so I tried and really enjoyed writing it - loved their voices and it was around the same period as Night the Sea Came In so I could build on my idea of what was happening to the world then. It was a challenge that turned into something I felt good about, and that makes me especially happy when someone likes it. Thank you very much for making me smile :)

(Oops, almost forgot -- when you're ready, I've started posting the sequel to Burning Bright over on AO3....)

 

Loved this, always told you you could write the feanorians! Beautiful story and spot on wording as usual. love how maedhros kind of watches the action from afar, not participating but always aware.

 

also love the personalities the broken and souldweary Maedhros and the always wonderfully cynical, if controlled emotional here, maglor but you also captures the clash of cultures, the stricter noldori warrior type culture that must have been built up through the centuries and the sindari culture that had developed through both peace and war. (tasteless yule lol but yes feanor would,i think, have loved it)

 

the struggle of love of different kind is also so deeply woven into this story, the love between brothers that also has become best friends an only trusted allies to eachother, the love of children and the hard choice of what is best for them, beautiful.

 

(also VODKA ROTFL)

 

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I remember when I wrote this how I wished you were around to share it with because, well, Vodka yes. I still have a copy of that chat filed away somewhere, lol. 

Maglor I'm comfortable writing -- I don't try and force him to show up, but if he does I enjoy his company, but Maedhros was a whole new experience. What I pictured was a great prince reduced to being a guerilla leader who had lost most of his men but wasn't able to pack up and go home and say 'I tried.'  Just going on down that road and knowing the end won't be good. And after all they've been through, the brothers would have been tight-bound together, they've seen the highs and they've seen things no one should have to remember.

The different kinds of love, and the way the boys were Maglor's final balance were what I focused on, and how Maedhros could make the hard choices - that's what a leader does, all the time - but in the end it was Maglor who had to choose.

Feanor would have been deeply amused by it all, yes.

(owe you an email, getting there!)

*hugs*