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Ereinion and Celebrían share a quiet moment on the eve of battle. Tomorrow they will try to break the siege on Imladris, tonight, they are two people worried about a loved one.

When there's an unexpected earthquake announcing that the seas' eating more lands, it's time to move and fast.
So Elrond and Maglor races through the forest to reach safer ground.

While Elrond flees from the camp of the Host, what happens to his brother?

At their head was Elros’ flagship. His banners were the brightest of all, depicting the white niphredil of Lúthien and the white wings of Tuor’s house and the Star of Eärendil—the largest flag, waving from the highest mast and catching the rays of the sun and gleaming nearly as bright as their father’s star itself, which was just visible against the bright sun in the western sky.

This story is a prequal to my series 'The Captive'. It explains some of the back story to Elrond's first meeting with the main protagonist in 'The Captive', Ella. It is narrated from Elrond's point of view.

It was said in Valinor that Galadriel's hair had captured the Light of the Trees, Laurelin and Telperion, and she was named for her hair.

Ossë brings a warning, Elrond and Maglor need to make a choice. Staying in that cave and risk being found by the Host, or leave.

After years of living in the war of wrath, Elrond is tired, Elrond in injured in Fëa, Elrond just had to deal with his brother chosing mortality and quite frankly, Elrond had enough and decided to leave.

This is a story about love's redemptive power, the restoration of hope and belief, it is a slow burn and deals with the the outcasts of society who don't fit in. When two lost  and lonely people meet and fall in love they have to navigate an Elvish society that is not quite as fair minded and open as one would think, in fact its down right xenophobic and judgmental and prejudiced. 

Follows the story : Back at Amon Ereb

Elrond and Elros managed some small transformations, but didn't get the desired results.
Maglor doesn't know how to deal with it and might not quite know how to keep track of both twins.
Maedhros gets a headache for his trouble.

"After Zigûr had been in Númenor for twelve years, Ar-Pharazôn reckoned he was lousy company in bed, and sent him to sleep with me."

Tar-Míriel remembers her time as the Queen.

Celebrimbor and Narvi share their first morning together in bed.

Less than two days after the Third Kinslaying at Sirion, Elrond bites Maglor, and Maglor and Maedhros have a conversation with no real resolution. But, in the end, there is maybe a road forward.

Maglor is a model for erotic art: a voyeuristic threesome with a wedded pair ensues, with the blasphemy of sex against the Laws of marriage and not without some humour.

An (intentionally!) absurd poem. Written for the Skateboarding prompt, in the Middle-earth Olympics challenge.

Ten years after the Valar pulled Númenor dripping from the sea, Elros receives a visitor.

Curufin tries to steal a book from the restricted section of the library to impress his friends, and it all goes pear-shaped. This plum fine story is the fruit of a relay writing session for the Middle-earth Olympics, and also stems from the Boxing prompt.

Letters to and from the Feanorians, on the entry of humans to Beleriand.

The younger daughter was loud-hearted, and much beloved by her many acquaintances.... but the elder daughter was quiet and small, and much disliked by those who followed her sister.

In which a Númenorian family comes very, very close to falling entirely apart.

Someone tried to get Makalaurë to play for free for them, in order to give them "the right contact". Makalaurë, and his friends, are not happy.

In the early Second Age, the High King of the Noldor in Lindon sends an emissary to Greenwood. Elder Rethedir, once Lord Galadhon of Doriath, must summon the strength to meet his firstborn son after years in exile.

As Minwe's wife labors to bring their fourth child into the world, he finds himself seeking out his middle children. The firstborn son of Enel can't help but worry for them.

Solwe, who will one day be called Olwe Lindaran, and his twin Solwen, or Olwen, have always loved the water, dangerous though it may be...

Miriel of Numenor, King's Heir, has a premonition while taking a painting lesson from her paternal grandmother. It ends up making her painting one of foreboding.

It isn't wise to paint while foreseeing prophetic visions, that's for sure...

(For Zimraphel/galadhremmin on the SWG Discord, written to the "Marathon Swimming" challenge - two things that are unwise to do at the same time)

A look at a single life in Angband, a study in hope.

Túrin has been pushing the king to give up on Nargothrond's policy of secrecy, and now Orodreth comes to a decision.