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Elrond Half-elven is the newest addition to Gil-galad's court in Mithlond. One night separated from the fawning crowd, Celebrimbor confronts him about their pasts' unique relationship after learning something Elrond has tried to keep hidden.

Daeron thinks about his life in Doriath, writing letters he'll never send and wishing things were different so he could see Maglor again.

A skipping game, and how it connects the children of Hurin and how it doesn't.

Together, they could have been great. But love cannot last, on the inescapable path Sauron has set for himself.

As he gains more territory in Eriador after the fall of Eregion, Sauron contemplates his solitude.

The world changed when Sauron fell. Orcs have to adapt to survive, and the elves may have to try new things too.

Places reflect on elves and events that were.

A retelling of the rescue of Maedhros in the form of a narrative poem, in which the Valiant heads out in search of the Tall.

In the Years of the Trees, Cirdan and a young relative of his, Voronwe's mother, decide to go on a voyage together. It promises to be an enjoyable trip. Nevertheless, Beleriand at this time is less peaceful than it was, if not as dangerous as it will one day become.

After touching a poisonous plant, Mablung is running a fever. Melkor takes care of him.

Eärendil invites Bilbo aboard Vingilot to sail the skies.

Ereinion sat on his bed holding up a mirror; its frame was ornate and heavy, but he kept it steady as he watched his father’s slender fingers twist his hair into braids befitting a Prince of Noldor. Into the braids Fingon wove ribbons—not golden threads like he wore himself, but yellow silk, bright and sunny.

The Blue Wizards seek Maglor’s help in their fight against Sauron.

Spring arrives at the Havens of Sirion.
Elwing can see that Earendil is about to go seafaring again.

Thoughts of an elf who died during a war in Middle-earth, leaves the Halls of Mandos and is re-embodied.
I am imagining the experience as disorienting at first.
This elf could be Finrod or Glorfindel, if you like, but I did not have a specific elf in mind.

Balan, in hopes of comforting Finrod and reminding him of the time they still have together, gifts him a lullaby passed down among his people. The memories of the Elves are unfading, Balan knows- as long as Finrod remembers, Balan will continue to live.

When Caranthir picks one fight too many with their Arafinwëan cousins, Maedhros drags him east before he single-handedly shatters the Leaguer of Angband.
On their way to Himring the feuding brothers must cross Nan Dungortheb. Not even the mighty Sons of Fëanor will emerge unscathed from the Valley of Dreadful Death.

STORY COMPLETE. Chapter 8: “We cannot kill it, can we?” Carnistir asked, and looked aside to see the scarred lines of Maitimo’s face harden.

A Halloween gift for Dawn Felagund. Many thanks to Anoriath and Grundy for the beta, and to Lyra for her Quenya translation skills!

He knew all the signs – the small, desperate, aroused sounds he made with every breath; the way he squeezed his eyes shut; his hips moving rhythmically – that indicated that the slave was nearing the point where it wasn’t a question of his will anymore if he came.

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Melkor enjoys to see his slave aroused and the new toy Sauron sent him is really good at keeping him there.

Mablung just desperately wants to come.

The healing scabs on Mablung's back are itching like mad. Melkor decides to help him with that and... other things.

Mablung tries to serve his Master well.

Training a slave doesn't always go smoothly. Fortunately for Mablung, Mo is a patient master.