New and Updated Writing

"Hail Earendel, brightest of angels
Sent over Middle-earth to men."

Eönwë plays messenger as Elwing and Eärendil begin to adjust to their new lives as a lighthouse keeper and a star respectively.

"“Children?” Felagund sounded uncharacteristically distressed."

Bëor strongly discourages his friend from adopting.

Barad-dûr has fallen. Celebrimbor does some light metalworking for the sake of sentiment (and maybe something more)

"Few stories were told of Nienna, not because she was not loved, but because she was loved too much. Those elves who dwelled in Valinor knew her sorrows and did not pry at them. Her part in the stories of others was glossed over, her name whispered gently, her tale left unspoken and unrecorded. Such was the respect given to her, for all people might need pity some day.

If an exile from over the sea needed to learn, or a new child asked, they were shared only snippets of thought, memories, echoes of what was told perhaps only once long ago.

These were the things that were not said."

An Avarin elf accidentally gets lost at sea and gets stuck halfway onto the Straight Road. Uinen helps out.

In which Celegorm receives a strange message from his brother and talks to Aredhel.

Found in the personal collections of Barahir II, transcribed and translated into Westron from its original High Adûnaic. A fragment of a poem for Ancalimë, from a poetess who loved her.

Maglor writes to Thranduil and Celeborn in their castle in Transylvania, asking for help when an early archaeologist tries to dig up The Shire.

(Thranduil and Celeborn canonically 'meet up' in the middle of Mirkwood after Sauron is defeated.)

Maglor in Avebury, at the turning of the year.

Fingon would not have anticipated that he would ever find himself thinking of heat the same way he thought of extreme cold, and yet, here he was.

Takes place in a version of Arda with Beleriand Risen on the Aman side of the Straight Road, as in Bunn's Return to Aman and Undying Lands.

An interstellar spaceship is ready to go. Its all-Elven crew and passengers will become the first explorers and settlers of an exoplanet orbiting the star Vega, or Luinil as the Elves call it. But only Mairon knows that the captain of the starship, Celebrimbor, has a hidden agenda.

Sometime, somewhere, in the Seventh Age, another distant descendant of Elendil dreams of Numenor.

A long way from Balar, Erestor and Gildor share some bittersweet midwinter memories.  Sometimes the window opens a crack and then it closes, allowing just a glimpse of the road less travelled.

Tar-Palantir, king of Numenor, at some point in the later part of his reign: night thoughts and a dream.

Forced into marriage with Ar-Gimilzor, Inzilbeth has her secrets.

It is renowned among both the Teleri and the Noldor, though perhaps for different reasons among each, that Eärwen Swan-Maiden of Alqualondë was married to Arafinwë of the Noldor in a dress broidered with one thousand pearls, and more draped around her neck and woven through her hair like sea spray.

Melkor is a captive of the Valar's army and Mairon sneaks into the camp to find him, when he is caught by Eonwe. Now he has to try to seduce his old friend to still have a chance.

Through snow, through ice, through ash and flame...I will always come for you, Russandol.

Fingon rescues Maedhros from Thangorodrim. It is no easy feat, for he battles not only the creatures and the hostile land, but also himself.

The blossoms have appeared in the land / The time of pruning has come / The song of the turtledove / Is heard in our land

The green figs form on the fig tree / The vines in blossom give off fragrance / Arise, my darling / My fair one, come away!

- Song of Songs 2:12-3

Haleth and Caranthir attempt to make love and discover they don't know much about making babies.

My attempt at subverting the bodice-ripper; a triple drabble.

After Fingolfin gets a worrying letter from Maedhros, he rides to Himring to be there for him.

An account of the reign of King Nelyafinwë Maitimo, 3rd High King of the Noldor. AU, WIP

A short ficlet about Elrond and Celebrían in the gardens of Imladris and their hopes for the future.

What was supposed to be a homecoming feast, turns into something so much more, for the Lord of the Falathrim.