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This is a collection of true drabbles completed for the 'Four Words' drabble bingo card.
Three triple drabbles written for the It comes in Threes challenge, featuring various Ainur.
The dead have no mouths, and cannot scream. That does not stop Curufin from trying as he watches Vairë’s tapestries ravel before his eyes
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The unexpected and mysterious return of Glorfindel, hero of Gondolin, to Middle-earth opens old wounds for Erestor. Can he overcome guilt and forge a new relationship with his old friend?
Written for 2023 My Slashy Valentine fic swap
Though Elwing did not speak, Nienna seemed to know her thoughts. "Few of the Eldar come to stay long in my halls," she said, "but they are open to all. Will you come there?"
After stepping into a chasm filled with fire, Maedhros finds himself in an eerily familiar house.
Telperion wakes up after the passing of Melkor and Ungoliant. Although he is mortally wounded, something extraordinary happens. Sequel to "Arrival of Darkness".
Earendil comes home to Elwing's Tower in Aewellond (the Bird-haven) to rest from his labors, and finds her just beginning hers. She's been...nesting in his absence.
He hadn't counted on Elwing's bird-skinchanging affecting her like this...
After the Halls, Pilihel looks for home. A story from the rising of the Sun and Moon.
The tears poured out of Nienna. They rushed through the valley until they collected at the bottom in a now rushing river.
Nerdanel shares a vision with the wife of Curufin and they travel to the Halls of Nienna with questions.
for finweanladiesweek and Namotober(lite)
The world is dark. Nerdanel creates.
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?
Whatever our souls are made of, yours and mine are the same. But it was not the will of Ilúvatar that like should always cleave to like. // A story of Nienna and Nessa before the Trees.
Nienna finds an escape beneath the sea... and more understanding than she might have expected.
And Ulmo realises he might have more in common with a Valië than he could have imagined...
After creating the musical The Saga of the Rings with his nephew, Maglor struggles to find his place in a greatly changed Aman.
‘Alas! there are some wounds that cannot be wholly cured,’ said Gandalf.
‘I fear it may be so with mine,’ said Frodo. ‘There is no real going back. Though I may come to the Shire, it will not seem the same; for I shall not be the same. I am wounded with knife, sting, and tooth, and a long burden. Where shall I find rest?’
Gandalf did not answer.
- The Return of the King, “Homeward Bound”
Of the Island of Tol Úpahtëa, Caladan and the Orvlann.
"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."
The story of the Quorin, the Silent People, and their home on Tol Úpahtëa.
When the dragons come, so does Vingilot--and Earendil is not alone on board.
The Valar present an interesting case study of sexism in Tolkien's legendarium because they occupy a prototypical role, representing Iluvatar's intentions on how the universe should operate. My research shows that the female Valar not only appear far less frequently in The Silmarillion than the male Valar but are less involved, less assertive, and speak less.
In a world newly wrought, Yavanna ponders all the ways in which the world is being brought into being, and her place in it.