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Curufin watches his father die.

Daeron and Maglor through the ages; alone, together, or both. And this is how things begin, but they never end.

Maeglin spends an afternoon alone in his head. Even with company.

"And there Celegorm fell by Dior's sword."

Everything seemed to indicate the impossible, that somehow it had materialised out of nothingness.

The world begins to change its shape; the Dagor Dagorath draws nigh...

Written as a teaser story for B2MeM 2010.

I seem to remember a note of Christopher Tolkien's saying that his father never etymologized the word Leithian or explained exactly what is meant by the title Lay of Leithian. This may well be wrong, but meanwhile here's this - well, you might call it a meditation.

Intended for the "To Be Free" challenge, although perhaps it doesn't really fit...

A place to house my short ficlets as I write them, or the ones that I can't bring myself to post here as individual stories anyway. Most of these will just a couple of hundred words long. 

#1 - "The Way That We Love" - Fingolfin/Anaire, very loosely based on theme of "Five Things Anairë Hates About Fingolfin". Written Dec'07.

#2 - "Inheritance" - a sort of missing moment story featuring Círdan and a very young Ereinion Gil-galad. Gen. Written Mar'10.

Melkor considers a flower.  

Written for International Poetry Month, April 2010.

MEFA 2010.  Winner, First Place; Genres: Poetry: Drama.

After the War of Wrath, Eärendil has a chance to meet his sons. The reunion doesn't quite go as expected.
Possibly AU, but your mileage may vary on that.

Poem (or song lyrics) for two voices. Well, Fingon and Maedhros, obviously.

For International Poetry Month.

The confrontation in Tirion between Fingolfin and Fëanor led to Fëanor being banned to Formenos.

Written for B2ME 2010: Ornisso challenged me from Formenos:

Create a story, poem, or artwork that responds to the following quote: "The only difference between me and a madman is that I'm not mad." -- Salvador Dali.

It is reported in the Silmarillion that when Finrod Felagund first met the people of Beor, he had been hunting with Maedhros and Maglor, but had parted from them because he was “wearied of the chase”. According to this story, that was the official explanation given out for his abrupt departure but what in fact had happened was that he had a conversation with Maedhros that first surprised, and then upset him...

The “eminently unsuitable” person of the title is Fingon, of course, but as the story is told from Finrod’s point of view, this is not explicitly stated anywhere.

This story has been nominated for the MEFAs 2010 by Hallbera. Thank you very much!

Very short, less than 500 words, in which Fingon and Maedhros discuss regrets or lack thereof on the night before they last separate to prepare their own hosts and allies for the Battle of Unnumbered Tears. 2010 Middle-earth Fanfiction Awards Nominee

Elrond and Elros are teens being raised by Maglor, and they have some struggles with their identities. 

I:  Fingon is unable to articulate his wishes unambiguously, so Maedhros finds seduction a terrifying and lonely business.

II: This time, Fingon states his feelings very clearly, in the face of Maedhros’s doubts.

Originally designed as a companion piece to Counting the Hours largely from Maedhros’ point of view, as the other story is largely from Fingon’s. (The original  middle section has since been moved elsewhere in the series.)

Re warnings: "Graphic" really only applies to the beginning of Section I, I think.

This is the story of the unequal friendship between Maedhros and Uldor and its bitter end in betrayal and death, told from Uldor’s point of view.

It does not say anywhere that they were friends that I know of, but it seemed a reasonable explanation to me of what happened before Nirnaeth Arnoediad. Otherwise, wouldn’t the sons of Feanor have to have been a bit slow on the uptake or the sons of Ulfang fiendishly clever?

Like the rest of the series, this is, strictly speaking, Maedhros/Fingon, but it is possible to ignore that aspect of it (Uldor himself never guesses), so I’m not marking it.

This story has been nominated for the MEFAs 2010 by Angelica and won Third Place in Races: Cross-Cultural: General. Thank you very much to Angelica and to everyone who reviewed it for the MEFAs!

Now illustrated by the wonderful Alasse:

http://alasse-mirimiel.livejournal.com/20692.html

Celebrimbor attempts to reason with his father

Written for 2010 B2ME Challenge - En garde! This challenge is all about weapons and weaponry. Write a story about a character's chosen weapon, or learning how to use a weapon. Is the character a skilled fighter, or is learning to wield a weapon a bit of a struggle for him or her?

Love, no matter how wicked, always finds a way.

A slightly strange something I wrote for Jan/Feb's ALEC 'Forbidden Love' theme.

Some of the House of Finwë prepares for The Final Battle.

Maedhros, recently returned from his ordeal on Thangorodrim, abdicates the crown, but it's not only a new king he makes on this day.

Slightly slashy.

My Maedhros muse is a Quenya snob, and refuses to use Sindrin names. One day he told me why, and this very short story tells the reason. It was meant to have another part to it but once I'd written it, I realised that this part stood better on its own. Slightly slashy with very slight bad language (one instance, not particularly graphic)

An exploration of the relationship between Maedhros and Maglor, told in the aftermath of the Nirnaeth Arnoediad.  Warning for consentual (but not graphic) incest between brothers.

The captivity of Maedhros on Thangorodrim, and his subsequent rescue by Fingon. This is actually part of my modern AU - the elves are living in the modern world and the events in Middle Earth are told as a flashback.

Warnings for rape/non-con, torture.

Written for Theatrical Muse, on the subject of Fun.

Warnings for slash but it's very much implied and off-camera.

Written for Theatrical Muse.  The famed Dragon Helm of Dor-Lomin comes into Maedhros's posession. And he can't wait to get rid of it.