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In the wake of Nirnaeth Arnoediad, the Dwarves of Belegost mourn their dead.

Faced with the choice between execution or working on the preservation of dead people, young Azruhâr finds himself drawn into an increasingly political struggle between faith and power, tradition and new ideas - and a journey beyond his wildest fears and dreams.

The leader of the Lossoth contemplates her decision to help Arvedui.

A selection of correspondence to, from, and within the fortress of Himring in the 62nd year of the Sun,  

Compiled and edited with Westron commentary by Hithaeril of Dol Amroth, Second Assistant Archivist of the Royal Gondorian Archives, in the 196th year of the Fourth Age,   

Translated into English by Ermingarden and illustrated by Frog_In_A_Pond in the 2,021st year of the Common Era.

Ñolofin offers some brotherly advice as Arafin awaits the birth of his firstborn, and Arafin hopes the soon-to-be cousins will share a bond as well.

Eärendil found not Tuor nor Idril, nor came he ever on that journey to the shores of Valinor, defeated by shadows and enchantment, driven by repelling winds, until in longing for Elwing he turned homeward toward the coast of Beleriand. And his heart bade him haste, for a sudden fear had fallen on him out of dreams; and the winds that before had striven with might not now bear him back as swift as his desire.
The Silmarillion

A young Orc on a spirit quest walks through the memories of her people.

Written for Orctober, this work contains the fanworks created in response to the prompts, centering around Dugbúrz, an orc who attempts to escape from Thangorodrim.

This is a history that has never been told. Those whom it concerns most deeply are dead now, even those who chose or otherwise received the lifespans of Elves. It is a story that has been kept hidden for more than six thousand years. Now, I believe it is past time it should be revealed.

Húrin kills Mîm and wanders through the remains of a decaying city, the remnants of the peoples who once lived there and called it home.

The remnants of Melian’s power stirred also, gathering around her children in warmth and comfort, bringing sleep and pleasant dreams so they could forget, until spring, the horrors of that night.

Second Age 3261: Sauron prepares to respond to Ar-Pharazon’s heralds. Maglor doesn’t know how he fits into Sauron's plans.

Two Orcs discuss the increased price on Beren's head.

He is dead. His heart is still beating, but he is dead.

Erendis prefers the birds of Emerië.

After no one returns from the Nirnaeth, those left in Hithlum must make a choice.

Before Doriath, before Gondolin, others found their way to the mouths of Sirion, fleeing the destruction of the Nirnaeth Arnoediad.

Along with her newly demonstrated concept for flying, Tindomiel has to explain a few other things from California.

Life as a thrall of Lorgan is not easy. Tuor's capture complicates things.

Curufin visits Turgon in Nevrast.  An alternative origin for the first Elessar

After Maglor is brutalized, he seeks out Daeron. Help he may gain, but comfort, little.

Blowjob diplomacy.

Dior did not see the arrow until it pierced his own flesh, a hard thrust of a point entering his back and blossoming out of his heart. The pain of the wound, and the feeling of his body in uncertain panic around it, was almost secondary to his curiosity.

Now what?

Dior felt strangely detached, as if he had stepped out of his body. He watched himself fall over the body of the Golodh he’d slain. Dior had worn no helm nor armor that day – and he saw his hair fan out to cover them both. They died together in the dark cloak of it.

Dior’s eyes closed, and all was dark.

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And then Dior opened his eyes.

Lúthien escapes Menegroth for a clandestine meeting in the woods.

In which Legolas Greenleaf dreams he is in the First Age.  Time is strangely haywire and there are a lot of Noldor royalty talking about ravens.  More importantly nobody has offered him a drink. 

Or: a medieval Welsh story adapted with Silmarillion characters (and Legolas)