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As Middle-Earth lies under the yoke of the greatest tyranny in the world since the days of Morgoth, a woman from an unnamed mountain village is chosen. This is her story.
A drabble sequence about Luthien Tinuviel.
Mainly in appreciation of her!
(Although perhaps not entirely without questions.)
The War of the Ring has ended and nothing has turned out exactly as anyone expected. Sauron, who is in this version female and known originally as Mairen and now as Thû, has survived, remained corporeal and been captured. As such, she will be sent to Valinor to stand trial.
Posted in a very different form. Heavily revised. Completed and being posted gradually as final revisions are made.
for Tolkien Crack Week: day 1; chance encounters.
Ulmo and the Balrog...
Sauron is driven out of Dol Guldur, but the dungeons are not empty.
Finwë looked at Elwë, and then at Ingwë. "What if we volunteered?" he asked. "I'm not afraid—and I want to see these Trees that Oromë keeps telling us about."
“It is said that Amandil set sail in a small ship at night, and steered first eastward, and then went about and passed into the west. And he took with him three servants, dear to his heart, and never again were they heard of by word or sign in this world, nor is there any tale or guess of their fate." - The Silmarillion, “Akallabêth”
Just the star-crossed lovers, doing their thing, I guess. Or, how did Fingon end up with gold ribbons in his hair.
She fell in the darkness of the forest, a poisoned arrow in her shoulder, her youngest daughter clasped in her arms, and Celeborn likely the one to find them.
But she escaped the Dark Rider, and that was close enough to victory.
At the Feast of Reuniting, Maedhros tells Fingolfin of Fëanor's end.
Posted for a friend, J. Mortimer Tarantula, who wanted to try drabbling, but with dark prompts: charnel, dire, spectre, vain.
Because Feanor could not make anything easy on anyone, and that included his own second life.
One fine morning, Fëanor wakes up in Fingolfin's body. It goes exactly as well as you'd expect. Not actually featuring Fingolfin.
Implied (canon) character death.
"There Celegorm fell by Dior's hand...but Dior was slain also."
The M Universe fever-dreams in backstory to the fanfic At the Edge of Lasg’len twisted by The Lost Tales. Mostly. Gods help everything. Which Gods? You decide.
At the Fall of Doriath, Queen Nimloth prepares to face the invaders.
Eluréd and Elurín are lost. They meet somebody in the woods, though. Perhaps they can all be lost together.
Tales and rumours arose along the shores of the sea concerning mariners and men forlorn upon the water who, by some fate or grace or favour of the Valar, had entered in upon the Straight Way and seen the face of the world sink below them, and so had come to the lamplit quays of Avallónë, or verily to the last beaches on the margin of Aman, and there had looked upon the White Mountain, dreadful and beautiful, before they died. --- J.R.R.Tolkien, The Silmarillion
A collection of stories about the Fall of Númenor.
Vignettes of relationships between Elves and Men, with the addition of one small detail.
Sharû comes home from a raid to find his mother gave birth to twins - and one of them doesn't look like an orc should.
From the point of view of someone different, someone who was next to the King in his last battle
Morgoth has found Gondolin and is attacking it. The city is falling. Rôg leads the House of the Hammer of Wrath into battle and to its death, and he, former slave of Angband, also finds his end.
On the battle cry of the Edain of the North--and the cry of Fingon on the first morning of the Dagor Nirnaeth Arnoediad.