New and Updated Fiction

Olwë witnesses Estë soothing an injured eagle.

back to middle earth month 2021

day 2: Valar.

Eönwë makes an announcement. Four drabbles.

Ficlets of an intimate nature set in various places and times, generally with minimal angst.

A view from two sides of a mirror, and what happens when those trapped are freed.

A Drabble sequence: 1,2,2,1.

Ficlets of Valinor, Beleriand, Ennor, and Middle Earth through the Ages.

Fulfilling a promise, Fingon and Celegorm discover they are remembered as Superheroes by the circus children.

A King Fingon's Menagerie quintuple drabble/ficlet.

Daeron devises the Cirth.

for back to middle earth month 2021

day 1: Music.

Written for the B2MEM 2021 Daily Prompts. I have no idea where this is going, if it will be a cohesive story once it kicks off or it will be a random thing a day...will adjust as necessary, when necessary.

Elros seeks out his great-uncle after receiving surprising news, asking advice from the head of his family.

"You should be flattered," Thuringwethil counters, "To know that for you alone I would change my skin."

Aredhel scoffs. "Steal another's skin, more like."

(Be careful what you hunt. Or don't.)

Gandalf tells Bilbo Baggins of a time when he was still called Olórin.

Oromë struggles to court Vána. 

""As yet no flower had bloomed nor any bird had sung, for these things waited still their time in the bosom of Yavanna; but wealth there was of her imagining, and nowhere more rich than in the midmost parts of the Earth, where the light of both the Lamps met and blended. And there upon the isle of Almaren in the Great Lake was the first dwelling of the Valar when all things were young, and new-made Green was yet a marvel in the eyes of the makers; and they were long content."

New Chapter: The Wild Hunt (Chapter 9)

For the Noldor, the personal is always political. This story has humor, conflict, scandal, and a crazy mixture of discord and affection, which characterize the Finweans as I write them. This story is set shortly before the founding of Nevrast, before the Mereth Aderthad.

 

"...and there in the forest of Neldoreth Lúthien was born, and the white flowers of niphredil came forth to greet her as stars from the earth.”

Celegorm, Returned, faces a challenge. A double-drabble.

Eärendil, waiting for the answer of the Valar to his plea. A triple drabble.

Anairë, Nerdanel, and Faniel are visited by Ëonwë's sisters, the Winds of Sunset, Midnight, and Dawn.

Four drabbles.

Fingon, returned, has more questions than answers, and travels north to find what answers he can for himself.

A drabble sequence

Things are grim on the Helcaraxë. Fingon and Aredhel get an unexpected surprise.

From the SWG Discord server sessions on 9 January 2021.

After the Halls, Pilihel looks for home.  A story from the rising of the Sun and Moon.  

The tears poured out of Nienna. They rushed through the valley until they collected at the bottom in a now rushing river.

Returning to a once-loved place after losing the one who made it special is difficult... and yet, sometimes, it might be rewarding in a new way.

Findekáno writes his father a military dispatch and mentions the weather.

When I saw the ships burning in the distance, for a moment I thought it was some sort of celebration. For a moment it reminded me of the bonfires in springtime, and the grand holidays when all the children would dance together, spinning wildly. But then the fire grew too large and too bright to carry my wishful thinking, and I knew. I think we all knew, right then.

Elros and Aglaril (his wife) take their young son Vardamir camping. After he falls asleep they enjoy a quiet conversation. Written for Tolkien Secret Santa 2019 as a gift for the-lefuet-blog on tumblr.