No Tale Tells

In the River Valley by StarSpray

Warnings: No warnings apply

"Ah!" The strange man peered more closely at them. "Elves coming east!" He seemed to find the idea funny, and sat down with them on the grass to laugh. "And what are your names, little elf children?"

Outrun, Outlast by StarSpray

Warnings: Creator Chooses Not to Warn

Stay alive until this horror show is past

Eregion has fallen; Sauron is closely pursuing Elrond and Celeborn’s forces, who desperately need somewhere to hide.

Bears and Bees by StarSpray

Warnings: No warnings apply

Eluréd, Elurín, and Radagast are traveling through Wilderland, and discover the Carrock—and that someone has carved steps into it.

Clear Skies and Bright Stars by StarSpray

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“Come eat your supper, Eluréd,” said Nellas. “Afterward we’ll build a bonfire on the hillside, and I’ll teach you how they used to dance at Cuiviénen.”

Lonely Isle of Himling by StarSpray

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Eluréd and Elurín go exploring on Himling, and find someone rather unexpected.

In Empty Lands by StarSpray

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When word reached Rivendell that Frodo was abroad and Gandalf was missing, it was Glorfindel's lot to take the road, and Eluréd and Elurín's to ride south.

Time to Uproot by StarSpray

Warnings: Violence (Mild)

"...and the cruel servants of Celegorm seized his young sons and left them to starve in the forest. Of this Maedhros indeed repented, and sought for them long in the woods of Doriath; but his search was unavailing, and of the fate of Eluréd and Elurín no tale tells.”

Fate is Yours to Choose by StarSpray

Warnings: Creator Chooses Not to Warn

With all the geological upheavel caused by the War of Wrath, the Blue Mountains are not, perhaps, the safest place to be.

So Wide a Sea by StarSpray

Warnings: No warnings apply

While exploring Tol Fuin, Eluréd meets an albatross. They chat.

Name Every Star by StarSpray

Warnings: No warnings apply

After Doriath's fall, Nellas heads east, with Dior's sons in tow.

The World Ahead by StarSpray

Warnings: No warnings apply

It's the beginning of a new Age, and now that the world is (relatively) safe, Eluréd and Elurín want to see everything. Starting with the Misty Mountains.

The Nights Your Heart Shivers by StarSpray

Warnings: Mature Themes

"All right, hunting down Daeron the Minstrel: that sounds like fun. But where would we even begin to look for him?"

It'll All Be Clear by StarSpray

Warnings: No warnings apply

Eluréd and Elurín return to Imladris after their search for Daeron, but all is not well with them.

Chase the Wind by StarSpray

Warnings: Violence (Moderate)

Then he heard movement in the bushes. He tensed, hand going to the hilt of his knife, but the next sound to emerge was a small whimper. “Eluréd?” called Elurín from across the camp.
“One moment,” said Eluréd. He crept closer to the sound, and parted a few branches to find a bundle of blankets, tightly wrapped, and something squirming and crying inside them.
“What is it?” Elurín asked from behind him.
“A child.”

Misty Mountains Tall by StarSpray

Warnings: Creator Chooses Not to Warn

The road of the High Pass is blocked by boulders, but an attempted negotiation with the stone giant responsible goes unexpectedly sideways.

Winds of Wrath by StarSpray

Warnings: No warnings apply

But as Eluréd and Elurín made their way south along the sunny coast of Lindon the heat had settled in, like a heavy blanket over the land that even the sea breezes could not abate. It brought with it scattered rain showers, the occasional rumble of thunder, and an oppressive feeling.e

Retiring Fogs by StarSpray

Warnings: No warnings apply

On a foggy cold morning Eluréd sits atop Elrond's roof, watching the armies of Lindon and Arnor gather.

Chase the Wind by StarSpray

Warnings: Violence (Moderate)

Then he heard movement in the bushes. He tensed, hand going to the hilt of his knife, but the next sound to emerge was a small whimper. “Eluréd?” called Elurín from across the camp.
“One moment,” said Eluréd. He crept closer to the sound, and parted a few branches to find a bundle of blankets, tightly wrapped, and something squirming and crying inside them.
“What is it?” Elurín asked from behind him.
“A child.”