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There was nothing better after a hunt than a soak in the springs. Hidden deep in the caves of Oromë’s forests, the hollow was thick with steam, and so warm that sweat beaded on Tyelko’s brow in moments.

He wasted no time, his tunic and trousers dumped in a heap, boots thrown haphazardly on top. Ammë always said he was less house trained than Huan.

(Tolkien Secret Santa NSFW Advent Calendar Day 6: Hotsprings & Onsens)

Winter snows blanketed the forests. The trees bent under its weight, the leaves sparse, the shrubs bare. Shimmering crystals of ice formed out of the dew, glittering in the white starlight.  In these deep dark hours, the mist gave the woodland a dreamlike haze, curling around the bare feet of the two elves, but its chill did not disturb them.

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Beleg, Mablung, and winter in Nan Elmoth.

(For Tolkien Secret Santa 2022, for tumblr user lycheesodas)

The story of Ernis, wife of Fingon, and Erien, their daughter.

Fëanor tolerates his brothers' children. Aredhel, however, he enjoys.

Maglor had not, in fact, lost the capacity to care for another.

Non-angsty ficlets set in Valinor (and one or two in Middle Earth), many featuring Feanor.

Aredhel has returned to Gondolin, but she desires more than to be bound to a place and a person again.

Celegorm loves. Aredhel does, too - but not quite.

“I’m in love with you,” Fingon says one morning in September.

Maedhros is perched on the couch’s armrest, bent down, struggling to tie his laces. He looks up at Fingon as the words sink in. His unbound hair makes a curtain in front of his eyes, and he can only see parts of him, the hand on his shoulder bag, the golden beads in his perfectly braided hair, his hesitant, expectant smile.

His face falls the longer Maedhros takes to answer. They’re running late for the meeting, and there’s a lead weight in Maedhros’s gut that pulls painfully as words fail to form on his lips. I’m in love with you too, the words are right there, but it’s like someone has sucked all the sound out of him.

A young Númenorean has a close encounter with a deity of his mother's people.

Fëanor and Maedhros craft a gift that lasts for generations.

Caranthir manages Maedhros' recovery from torment on Thangorodrim. A treat for TRSB 2023.

‘None of the Valar, but the King rides upon Rochallor, his great steed. Yea, and wrathful he is, flying ahead as an arrow.’
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Ard-galen witnesses Fingolfin's final stand.

The sea is full of dangers, and the Straight Road is no exception.
As my people now leave these shores behind, it is my hope that this book will be of aid to those who choose to sail in the years to come.
May it guide you safely across the sea and to the shores of Valinor and may the wind and the waves be ever in your favour.

 

"Travel advice was very helpful, but we were glad the people of Dol Amroth helped us to build the boat. 4/5 stars." - L&G

 

"Perhaps finding this book was a sign to finally sail and face whatever awaits me across the sea." - M. F.

 

"Mighty helpful book. Wouldn't have made it across the sea without it. Hope I'll get to say thank you in person someday. 5/5 stars." - S. G.

“Nana,” Legolas asks one day through a mouthful of stewed berries, “How come your eyes are so shiny?”

It’s an innocent question, and predictable in hindsight — neither of which help his parents in knowing how to answer it.

[Written for TRSB 2023, Art #77 - Exploring the Past. Posted for SWG Roaring Twenties Challenge - N1, Bright Young Things.]

Ficlets, drabbles, and other small pieces set primarily in early Valinor.

“It's not your fault,” whispers a voice very like Tyelpë’s — but Tyelpë isn’t here. There is no succor left for Mairon; no refuge in this land of Men permitted only to stand at the gates of the world and gaze in longing toward its glory.

In Númenor, Mairon longs for what he has lost. Tyelpë comes to find him.

Elrond and Elros steal some time to go on a private adventure during the War of Wrath.

Elwing arrives on Vingilot, bearing news of the Third Kinslaying. Earendil and his sailors must make a choice.

Maglor and Fingolfin meet for the first time since Losgar and the Ice.

When the Valar descended from the Timeless Halls into Eä, they found all in darkness, with nothing there of the world they had seen and sung.

Caranthir pens a letter to his cousin, seeking assistance for the People of Haleth.

A teaser from the Tolkien Reverse Summer Bang 2022 fic Wanderlust which is now available to read in full on AO3

Pengolodh ponders how best to craft the story of the early First Age. (Drabble)