New Challenge: Potluck Bingo
Sit down to a delicious selection of prompts served on bingo boards, created by the SWG community.
Distrust and suspicion have been upsetting the peace of Rivendell since the arrival of an exceptionally talented minstrel who calls himself Lindir. Elrond seems oblivious to the problem, so Erestor takes it upon himself to confront his lord about it.
Ioreth has to endure some of the physical drawbacks of advanced age, but there are also people who accord her the kindness and respect she deserves.
A triple drabble - and a brief history - of an old orc.
After the Midsummer celebration Fingon who had had too much wine talks with Maedhros, who is far too amused
This story is just a really flully idea that has come to my mind that I have done my best to write today, it was not beta read so please excuse eventual grammar mistakes :)
At the End of the World, reconciliation and renewal.
In the wake of Melkor’s latest swath of destruction, Aulë found Yavanna kneeling, disconsolate, on the barren ground.
Combatants returning from the War of the Last Alliance to the coast of Gondor.
A vignette.
Finrod watches his lover sleep and things about their coming deaths. Luckily, Balan wakes to comfort him.
Finwë and friends go West
Beautiful hair is considered a desirable trait among Elves, whether on the head--or elsewhere.
Thuringwethil doesn't even know why she's here. It's not like the sex is rewarding.
Melian's new Noldor charge has been disobedient. A loving queen must teach her a lesson.
Maglor was born without sight and a unique gift for Song. Maedhros helps him understand his gift; years later, Maglor returns the favour.
In the wilds, Aragorn dreams one last time of his mother.
Dís, Belladonna and a quiet day together.
A gift, a farewell, and a blessing that she wasn't seeking. Galadriel and Orodreth upon Tol Sirion.
Maedhros watches on as Maglor & Fingon try to settle a debate over whose harp is better. | Years of the Trees, Quenya Names Used
A translation of a description of a frieze in the antechamber of the Temple of Melkor at Armenelos by Lindir of Rivendell.
Parallel narratives of Ilwen, wife of Ingwë, and Gwidhil, wife of Orodreth.
Nerdanel & Eärwen have tea, talk, and find peace in each other's company.
Silver light poured through the windows, catching and refracting on the crystals hung about the room, twinkling like tiny stars. The court of Tirion was particularly splendid that evening, Indis thought as she sat upon the dais beside Finwë, watching the dancing. A rare event: all of their children and grandchildren were present, and even Fëanáro seemed to be in good spirits as he twirled about the floor with Ëarwen.
But still Indis felt uneasy.
Elwing lets the twins help her in the kitchen.