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Elrond and Celebrían celebrate their anniversary with their family.
Elrond sets out to go find Maglor, having a good feeling about it for once.
He finds Maglor... more changed than he thought he'd be...
A crablor story inspired by a fantastic art from Sortumavaara
Thank you for sharing your art.
In which Elfwine goes to sea to find himself, but finds Beleriand instead, and then finds himself.
Or
Ulmo sends another human in a swan crest to Gondolin, with expected results.
Someone is planting bombs in Minas Tirith.
Early in the Forth Age, when King Elessar's life is threatened, it is up to the young prince and an unlikely ally to bring down the threat to the realms of Men.
But in the chaos of a city rocked by violence, Prince Eldarion Telcontar will discover the true meaning of his inheritance.
Buffy wasn't the only one who thought something wasn't quite right when Dawn appeared.
As the bells began to ring alarms at another five black-sailed Corsair ships hoving into view, Ulloth’s mind and pen alighted upon the pelargoloth, her namesake, the common and beloved flower of the city’s balconies and courtyards, just opening its scarlet petals with the dawn of the the Second Siege of Pelargir.
Elladan and Elrohir are born at twilight in summer.
The world changed when Sauron fell. Orcs have to adapt to survive, and the elves may have to try new things too.
"Surely not." At the sound of his voice the great shaggy shape stirred, and turned its head. Behind him Asar called out, asking a question, but Maglor barely heard him. He fell to his knees in the wet sand, staring into eyes that gleamed with ancient Treelight and even older starlight. Then his face was being licked clean of tears by a giant tongue, and he was both laughing and crying as he flung his arms around the dog's shoulders, burying his face in wet fur, hardly caring that it was still crusted with sand that scraped against his cheeks. "Huan, what are you doing here?"
Vertbois-le-Grand s'assombrit. Les forces de Sauron se multiplient dans le royaume. Les Elfes sylvains s'affaiblissent. Avant qu'il ne soit trop tard, avant que le monde ne s'écroule complètement, Thranduil envoie son fils explorer la Terre du Milieu. Legolas n'a jamais quitté sa forêt. Le prince voyage et se joint aux Rangers du Nord, et son chemin croise celui des fils d'Elrond.
Elladan le suit.
Elladan/Legolas
S’il y avait une chose qu’Erestor méprisait, c’était l’imbécillité.
Alors Erestor, une personne « comme il faut », s'est donné le droit de rouspéter.
Elladan dreads receiving his grandmother’s embarrassing annual solstice gift. Humor.
A few decades after Celebrían's departure, Arwen returns home from Lothlórien.
Elladan and Elrohir find something Elrond doesn't expect.
Glorfindel can survive a balrog, but can he survive the twins?
This was originally posted on ff.net in February 2005 and is being crossposted purely for archival purposes.
Amrod makes a gift for Amras. The story of how it is passed down through the ages, in snippets.
The home of my insta-drabbling pieces!
(and the odd drabble of undetermined origin)
A boy loses his father then spends a lifetime trying to find him. When Finrod walked out of Nargothrond what exactly did he leave behind?
Double-drabble written for the instadrabbling session on the SWG Discord server with the prompts: children, unlikely, discovering, weird.
This counts 200 words in Word.
Drabbles and one-shots written for instadrabbling sessions on the SWG Discord server.
Barely a long-year after the Last Alliance all is not well in Imladris. Elrond's household has been dealt a crippling blow: a very young Elrohir has disappeared. After decades of false leads he is found in the Far South of Middle-Earth. Can Glorfindel rescue the House of Earendil once more? His task is not an easy one: Elrohir has no memory of who he was, and little interest in leaving his people's fight against the Black Nùmenoreans of Umbar ...
The year is 1409 of the Third Age. The kingdom of Arnor has splintered apart, and in the northern wastelands Angmar's shadow grows. Having failed to conquer Rivendell with his armies, the Witch-king tries a more devious way to destroy the House of Elrond - a house now divided against itself.
Sequel to Gathering Dusk, but can be enjoyed on its own. This story is completely written and will be updated regularly.
Many thanks to my marvelous beta readers Anoriath and Dawn Felagund, without whose help, encouragement and support this story could not have been written.
In Imladris, Erestor receives news and reminisces about the present and the past.
Elladan struggles with his painting.
22: 'Nocturn:black and gold' Whistler