New and Updated Writing

"See us!" shouted the lamps, the candles.

One could fall up forever, did not the ground hold fast.

Bilbo tells Frodo of the heroics of hobbits in the Fell Winter. 

8: the aftermath of a disaster.

They had come here as in a dream, to the far North of the world.

Fingon, recently Returned, an old head on young shoulders, is not having an easy time.

Whither away to the stars, my love

In The Book of Lost Tales, Fui Nienna's hall is roofed with bats' wings.

In later canon, it is a certain other female character who is associated with bat wings.

There can be no connection, though, surely?

It isn't Sims, it's Silms, and it all goes round and round, a loop of effort and agony

Only a watcher: a watcher of stars

Celegorm and Huan have a special relationship. Two 100 word drabbles.

Amras and Elurin's wedding night may not be traditional, but it is Noldorin.

People have been people, and will continue to be people, for a very long time. Elves are definitely people.

Fëanor, outside of calenders entirely. Now what?

Boromir loses his horse and meets some Rangers.

4: "He thought that his adventure had come to an end, and a bad one, but the thought hardened him."

Elrond tries to help Bilbo with his writing.

6: "Finish a work in progress."

"There Celegorm fell by Dior's hand...but Dior was slain also."

A guard of Caranthir reminisces. 

5: "The blue wooden door."

Finrod and Gildor have breakfast with Mablung.

Melian becomes aware of the fall of the Trees. Thingol struggles to comprehend.

Eärnur meets the new gardener. 

for Back to Middle Earth Month 2020  1: "He was interested in roots and beginnings"

Erestor and Gildor witness a pivotal moment in the lives of the sons of Eärendil. In a nightclub.

Sauron, called Zigûr in Númenor, makes a winged creature to spy for Ar-Pharazôn.

sex pollen in Valinor: Olórin summons a council.

The M Universe fever-dreams in backstory to the fanfic At the Edge of Lasg’len twisted by The Lost Tales. Mostly. Gods help everything. Which Gods? You decide.

How the Songs of a Maia and a Vala harmonised - and then, as all corrupted things are wont to do, fell to discord and chaos.