Tyelkormo was currently outside the house, hiding from his mother.

It was nearly winter and every winter was peak matchmaking activity time in Tirion’s palace. So Nerdanel focused more on her sons at this period since she wanted them to make a good impression so they could find a good wife as was proper for young adult elves. 

Alas, Tyelkormo didn’t want that. 

Works for the Sitcom Bingo : We need a distraction, Failure is the Only Option, and getting volunteered (poor Makalaurë's dramatic so he enjoys being volunteered, worry not, no minstrel was harmed in the writing of this fic).

Netyalindë was walking home slowly, after the Valar announced the horror that had taken place in Alqualondë, promising it would be the last time such a deed is seen in their lands.

Her eyes had gotten used to the darkness around her she thought. Or perhaps it was that she knew those streets like the back of her hand-stitched pocket that currently held in secret the brooch that Fëanáro had made for her for her wedding to his second-born son. 

Maitimo held his baby brother in his arms, and was surprised when the baby started to emit a melodious sound. 

Telperion’s light was bathing Oromë’s Wood in a quiet and eerie atmosphere that Tyelkormo loved. He alone among the elves was awake at this time of the night... 

The text below is born of a conversation I had with a friend irl, in which she said she'd love to have an epic love story the like of Beren and Luthien (We're both fans of Tolkien so...)

Only the way I read it, the story of Beren and Luthien is not about love, but about pride: It's an epic lesson on the subject of pride and greed. 

Snippets of life of a midwinter in Fëanáro and Nerdanel's household in Valinor, during the Age of the Trees. 

Prompts will be as follow, taken from the Midwinter Bingo card (board by AdmirableMonster) : 

Family ; Carols and Singing ; Death and rebirth ; Candles ; Sledding 

Promps taken from the Fluffy Bingo Card (board by DaughterofShadows): 

Falling Asleep ; Hot Chocolate

Just developping here my thoughts on Finwë, king of the noldor of Tirion. 

Makalaurë was sitting at the harp in his music room. He was holding a dark blindfold in his hands and was looking at it with much scepticism. 

Maglor hit some musical difficulties and snaps.

Is is too much to ask for a day of peace?

"And a hunter also was Celegorm, who in Valinor was a friend of Oromë, and often followed the Vala's horn." The Silmarillion, chapter 5

Celegorm started his life, trusting Oromë, having faith in a Vala.
What does it mean for the rebellion? What happened?
And his life in Beleriand?

Fëanáro was dead.
Maitimo was gone to parley with Moringotto.

The remaining brothers were restless.

In other words, Makalaurë's time as king of the Noldor in Beleriand, as seen through Tyelkormo's eyes.
Long live the king, may he stop singing sometimes soon.

After the disaster in Alqualondë, the house of Fëanor had stolen the ships and left by sea.
A storm was raging, and on a ship with at least one of his siblings, Tyelkormo was taking care of Huan... And thinking.

Tyelkormo is a faithful follower of Oromë. He knows his father would disapprove on principle alone.

This story is his point of view on the events leading to the noldor's exile.

Very biased opinion.

Tyelkormo wasn't supposed to be in his wood trying to teach unteachable baby hunters, Oromë was pretty sure.

No seriousness inside.
Murder of a harp mentionned.

Prompt Harp for Back to Middle-Earth Month 2024

Once upon a time, before the darkening of Valinor, a young hunter goes to Oromë to learn... And meet one who would be a dear companion until life, oaths and tragedy separates them.

This story is their meeting

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.

The Lost Road and other writings tell us : "Yet not all the Eldalië were willing to forsake the Hither Lands where they had long suffered and long dwelt; and some lingered many an age in the West and North, and especially in the western isles and in the Land of Leithien. And among these were Maglor, as hath been told; and with him for a while was Elrond Halfelven, who chose, as was granted to him, to be among the Elf-kindred; but Elros his brother chose to abide with Men."

Let's imagine that at some point during the War of Wrath, for safety's sake, Maedhros and Maglor send Elrond and Elros to Gil Galad... That there, Elros would learn to work with men, and would make his place among them...
How then would Elrond find himself back with Maglor for a time? And how long is a time anyway?
This is my answer.

It was time that maglor face some of his feelings about his brother's suicide.

Elrond fails to try to sleep.
Maglor fails to write the song he wants to write.