New Challenge: Potluck Bingo
Sit down to a delicious selection of prompts served on bingo boards, created by the SWG community.
Indis comes to Tirion to be married to Finwë. Fëanor receives her.
Maitimo and Makalaurë tackle parenting in Nerdanel's absence. Formenos is not a happy place.
Maglor cares for a sick Elros and Elrond...it's all new territory and rather unpleasant.
Twelve perspectives on the crossing of the Helcaraxë.
Turgon and Aredhel coordinate the withdrawal of the people of Nevrast to Gondolin.
Turgon and Fingolfin, on two mountains, many years apart.
Edrahil loves Finrod. Silently, faithfully, to the bitter end.
Finrod and Edrahil reconnect after Mandos.
Curufin adjusts to rebirth, and to the difficult gift of Finrod's forgiveness.
Arafinwë considers his place in the House of Finwë.
Eärendil considers destiny and love, alone in the cold on Vingilotë.
Maglor responds to the news of Maedhros' capture.
Glorfindel dances in memory of Elenwë at Tarnin Austa.
Maedhros departs for the parley with Morgoth.
Fingon and Turgon negotiate brotherhood and pain.
Beleg and Túrin's first meeting in the woods of Doriath.
Newlywed Beleg contemplates the changes in his life.
Pengolodh and Erestor negotiate truth and a relationship after they both Sail to Valinor.
Elves were not infrequent visitors; just a few weeks before Elanor had entertained Legolas and one of his sisters, and occasionally some of the Wandering Companies stopped for a chat on an evening. But usually they came around twilight, and almost never did one come that Elanor had never met before.
A wandering Elf comes to the Shire to see the Mallorn Tree, and is invited to dinner with the Gardner family.
Elrond loved most the scene painted behind their mother’s seat, a green forest glade decked with hemlock umbels and delicate niphredil, and Lúthien dancing in the center, her skirts blue as the morning sky and her hair like a dark shadow swirling around her as she spun, hands uplifted.
Gildor returns to Nargothrond for the last time.
Beleg teaches Daeron to make his own instrument. Later, Daeron makes is own improvements.
The weavers workshops in Tirion are merry places, filled with Treelight spilling through wide open windows, and with laughter drifting over the steady clack of the looms like a melody over a steady beat.
A moment in the forges between Melian and Mablung, before he leaves to join the Union of Maedhros.