New and Updated Fiction

After the attack on the Havens of Sirion, a figure from Maedhros' past comes face-to-face with him one last time.

Maedhros' rescue from Thangorodrim left him deeply scarred. But how did it impact Fingon as his rescuer? A drabble sequence from Thangorodrim to the Nirnaeth Arnoediad.

A gathering place for ficlets of varying length written in response to prompts, prods and as gift ficlets.

New (added December 2024):

Instadrabbling fics from the SWG server event on February 17, which I never uploaded here, as well as a couple of shorter ficlets from November 2024.

"At least we have learned that the sons of Fëanor can die too."

Snippets of life of a midwinter in Fëanáro and Nerdanel's household in Valinor, during the Age of the Trees. 

Prompts will be as follow, taken from the Midwinter Bingo card (board by AdmirableMonster) : 

Family ; Carols and Singing ; Death and rebirth ; Candles ; Sledding 

Promps taken from the Fluffy Bingo Card (board by DaughterofShadows): 

Falling Asleep ; Hot Chocolate

Elrond on a winters night

First Age 116: in the foothills of the Orocani Mountains—west of Hildórien and far, far east of Beleriand.
Woman meets man in four 100-word drabbles.

(The first in my Hildórien to Beleriand series exploring the ancestors of Adanel and her brother Magor, from whom came many of the Edain heroes of the first age, as well as the Peredhil.)

Every morning, I leave you; every evening, you bring me back. An endless game—until the day it is not.

This is a collection of true drabbles completed for the 'Four Words' drabble bingo card.

After a few minutes, though, he heard an answering voice. He looked up, falling silent. That had sounded like—but no, it couldn’t be. Eärendil saw movement on the path again, just the top of someone’s dark head coming up the last slope toward the tower. As whoever it was drew farther up the hill, more became visible, and Eärendil abandoned his flower weaving and scrambled upright, bare feet slipping over the stones as the grass and daisies tumbled over the cliff side down into the water below. 

A remorseful Annatar wishes to live up to his name. 

A collection of NSFW ficlets for the "Keep It Clean" bingo card of the 2024 Potluck Bingo. 

It is Curufin who crafts the three gems. Starting with the one of fire.

Or: Curufin copes with grief in true Noldorin fashion.

With Nargothrond’s might diminishing and the Elves’ borders hard-pressed, Finrod welcomes the first Men into his ranks, but when their chieftain, Bëor, becomes dearer to him than mere vassal, Finrod faces sending his lover or himself into deadly peril as the Enemy breaches the Elves’ leaguer.

In his own wanderings, Daeron comes to the shore--and finds Maglor. 

Four true drabbles from the perspectives of Maglor, Eärendil, Elwing and Elrond, vaguely connected by the state of being six (years old). 

Fingon returns to Barad Eithel after a late-autumn hunt, finding someone unexpected with his wife. The night takes an even more unexpected turn for all three of them.

For the marriage of the Eldar, what is "not wholly unwilling"?

“This is not the way of the Eldar.”

“It’s mine. Am I not one of the Eldar too?”

At Ivrin, during the aftermath of the Mereth Aderthad.
A brief vignette.

It was winter, and the sunlight that came into the caves was cold and pale, but Rían still sought it out, bundled up in all of the furs and blankets that they could give her.

The Queen of Faery takes a little light trip down memory lane.

In Valmar, after the Darkening and the Flight of the Noldor, Indis receives a visitor.

Neldoreth was both like and unlike the forests of Dior’s childhood and youth.

When Elendil and his group of Númenórean refugees wash up on Lindon's shores, Elrond's past comes back to haunt him.

MEFA 2010 First Place winner:Times, Second & Early Third Age