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The Elf at the Bottom of the Garden (1596 words) by Himring
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Amras (Tolkien), Haldar (Tolkien), Haleth the Hunter, Haldad
Additional Tags: Haladin | House of Haleth, Cross-cultural, Druedain - Freeform, sons of feanor - Freeform, Childhood
Summary:

Could Amras, son of Feanor, and Haldar, Haleth's brother, have met?
I think they could--well, in my 'verse, at any rate.
Another glimpse of the early history of the Haladin, also featuring a very young Haleth.
Written both for the "Strength and Beauty" challenge at SWG and for the Ambarussa day of Feanorian Week (Tumblr), although it features only Amras.

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I finally managed to make a start on "The Songs" for B2MeM, but only by dint on starting in the middle. 
It's a story I had planned for some time and two drabble sequences I've written about OCs are basically setting out background for it.
The difficulty has been that it has an extremely angsty start that I could not bring myself to tackle straight on.

I've also posted some rec lists for B2MeM that are basically link collections:Read more... )
Rating: Teens
Warnings: veiled references to torture
Characters: Maedhros, OMC (Celvandil)
Pairings: Maedhros/Fingon (background, hint only)
Creator’s Notes: This is a chapter from the middle, I'm afraid. The story has been in planning for quite a while and forms part of my Maedhros Saga, in which Celvandil, Maedhros's stablemaster is a recurring OC.
Summary: In the early days of the settlement of Eastern Beleriand, Himring is still in the process of being built, when disaster strikes, in the form of an escapee from Angband, who has not in truth escaped, leaving Maedhros and all his people deeply disturbed and a woman among them in urgent need of Sindarin healing arts. Maedhros, who owes the victim a great debt, insists on setting off himself to try and find a Sindarin healer. Celvandil, his stable-master, accompanies him on his search.

They rode south-west all day, towards the location where the scouts had reported meeting the Sindar a couple of weeks ago. It was very unlikely that the Sindar had not moved on since and they had not shared their plans with Maedhros's scouts. They could have moved in any direction.

So, as Maedhros and Celvandil rode, they were watching for any signs that might indicate a Sindarin presence--knowing full well that the people they were looking for had developed not letting themselves be seen to the point of a form of art. They were also watching out, as always, anywhere in this land, for signs of danger--forces of the Enemy or sources of danger hitherto unknown. Already, they had moved beyond the area in the immediate vicinity of Himring in which they were familiar with every feature, every patch of ground. This was country they had explored but were not yet at home in.

It was a tiring ride, with the need for haste constantly in their minds as much as the need to be alert, and the weather somewhat insidious, not nearly as bitterly cold as the Marches could easily become, but a damp seeping chill that made itself felt more and more as the evening drew on. By the time they stopped, after nightfall, there were patches of thin mist drifting in the hollows. It was a comfortless halt--a trickling stream large enough to water the horses, a couple of scraggy bushes.

Maedhros felt wretched, far more than he should have, after what was, after all, no more than some hours of riding without serious incident and a bit of damp that he might otherwise not even have taken notice of. He crouched on the ground, suddenly feeling acutely remnants of physical pain that for the most part he had learned to tune out just by ignoring them. Worse, he was feeling strongly, once again, the malignancy of Morgoth's will beating on his brain from the North.

As the fortress of Himring took shape in Maedhros's mind and its walls, slowly enough, rose in actuality, stone by stone, on the ground, he had found it a serviceable defence, a mental one, even before its physical walls were strong or complete enough to keep out a single orc. He could focus on Himring and wall Morgoth out. If he was not inside the future walls or even some way away from the hill where they would eventually be, that had made no difference, in the past months--the mere concept of Himring in Maedhros's mind, the hope he had invested in the fortress and the protection it could offer his people had been shield enough.

But now Morgoth had broken through that defence--so easily. He had not had to send an army, he had just sent Targlin. And the message had been very clear.

I can break you. All of you. And I will.

Maedhros had already failed to protect his people before, exposing them to all this, and he had failed to protect them once again. And now he had compounded his failures by insisting on going off on this wild-goose chase for an unknown Sindarin healer who would have little interest in letting herself be found and might be unable to help in any case--just because, apparently, Maedhros could not learn to live with his mistakes.

Now here he was, sitting out here in the wilderness, feeling sick and sorry for himself, without Maglor to lend his aid, prop him up and gloss over his deficiencies until Maedhros regained his grip, as Maglor had so reliably done in the past. It had seemed the better plan to send Maglor with Caranthir on his explorations eastward, into unknown territory--Caranthir to sense intentions and threats, Maglor to soothe the feelings of any sentient beings that Caranthir's approach and manner might ruffle. It still seemed the better plan if only Maedhros had been as strong as he should have been, as strong as he had thought he was, but now Maedhros missed Maglor's support painfully.

In Maglor's absence he turned his thoughts the other way and allowed himself to think of Fingon. If Fingon could see him now, what would he think of this pathetic show his cousin was making? He would not tolerate it for long. He would do, as he had done in Mithrim: with gentle persistence bully him until Maedhros got up and got on with things, for the sake of the Noldor.

For the Noldor...

Maedhros's eyes pricked with tears. This was not working. He had tried to visualize Fingon's dear determined face, imagine Fingon's strong grip on his shoulders--but instead of feeling encouraged, he was assailed by an aching sense of separation and loss. Focusing on anything inside his head was clearly the wrong thing to do, tonight, and so he made himself look around for Celvandil.

Celvandil was still wholly occupied in taking care of their horses--talking to them softly, praising them for their cooperation and endurance today, checking their hooves one by one to make sure they were taking no damage on this extended journey. That was fortunate, thought Maedhros, it meant that Celvandil probably had not noticed anything, just now, and also that Maedhros had not been lost in misery as long as it had seemed, to him.

He considered Celvandil, his bent back, Noldorin black hair tied back simply but efficiently, his hands sure and gentle as he checked the grey mare's hoof. Maedhros could never have spoken as frankly to Celvandil, he thought, as he could speak to Maglor or as he could have spoken to Fingon, if circumstances had permitted it. He could not have revealed the extent of his weakness to Celvandil or the extent of his lingering pain or confessed his fears and flaws. It was not that he felt any specific doubt or distrust. His whole instincts were against it. He could make exceptions for Maglor and Fingon, nobody else.

And Celvandil would not have wanted him to. He surely would have been horrified if his prince had begun to unburden himself to him. Maedhros needed to remain a leader in the eyes of his people. He need the mantle of authority. If at any time, the fault lines became too obvious, at least his people needed to be able to avert their eyes.

Maedhros could not speak frankly to Celvandil, no. But nevertheless, Maedhros thought, Celvandil had without complaint accompanied Maedhros on his wild-goose chase in the wilds of East Beleriand, just as, before that, he had followed him loyally on the way from Mithrim to Himring and, before that, from Valinor to Middle-earth.

Maedhros remembered Celvandil as he had known him in Valinor. He had been the son of a successful horse-breeder who counted the royal family and the nobility among his patrons. Celvandil, as his son, had owned his own horses. When the Feanorians had reached Beleriand, all the horses anyone owned had been impounded by the crown, by military necessity, as had any other property that was too important to the war effort to be left in private hands. Celvandil's horses, the ones he had brought along on the journey from Tirion, were among them--not that they were taken away from him, at that point, as he was still employed in looking after them, but they were no longer officially his.

Celvandil had accepted it--nor had he shown any resentment, later, when Maedhros gave away so many horses to Fingolfin, accepting that necessity also, even though some of Celvandil's horses were among them. Fingolfin could be given only the best after all. How could peace among them otherwise be achieved? Celvandil had not understood, however, thought Maedhros, why Maedhros had also given Allinte away to Fingon, at the same time--whether Fingon had saved Maedhros from Thangorodrim or not. Allinte was Maedhros's own mare and so she had been his to give, as Maedhros, that is, as well as in his role as the head of the House of Feanor--but she was also the mare that Celvandil had trained specially to carry Maedhros when he first began to ride again, after Thangorodrim, and in that way she had been Celvandil's also.

Maedhros had been aware of an injustice, in that, although Celvandil never said anything and Maedhros could not offer any explanation that would not have shamed and embarrassed them both. Yet, Celvandil followed him still, ever since, and had given unstintingly of his loyalty as before and on this day, also.

'I will see to it that you have horses of your own again, one day, Celvandil' said Maedhros, suddenly.

Celvandil looked up, startled, carefully set down the last hoof and turned around.

'Thank you very much,' he answered. 'It is not really of so much concern to me, at present.'

Of course it wasn't, thought Maedhros. Celvandil's main concern at present was surely stopping his fool prince from running off and falling into a ditch and maybe dying there, when his people needed him in Himring.

But the idea of getting horses for Celvandil helped. It might in truth be as unattainable a goal, in their current situation, as ensuring the survival of the Noldor in Beleriand or defending Himring against everything Morgoth could throw against it or finding a healer out here in time to save an unconscious woman, but it felt more manageable, somehow.

'I will,' he insisted. 'One day. You will see.'

'Yes, of course,' said Celvandil, clearly humouring him, but nevertheless touched by the vehemence with which he insisted.

They spoke little further that night, rested until dawn and set out again as soon as it was light enough to see any tracks that might cross their path. Maedhros was filled with new determination. It was not possible that Maedhros Feanorion should allow a woman who had saved his life to die without doing his utmost to prevent it. They would find that healer.

More Author's Notes:
Targlin is the name I chose for the escapee of the Angband mentioned in the summary. The preceding chapters have in fact not been written yet, but at least he now has a name, which was somehow a major sticking point for me.
The whole story will be called "The Songs", when it is finished; at any rate that is the plan.
Also, the Sindarin healer Maedhros is looking for is a woman, but I'm not quite sure whether Maedhros knows this, at this point, or not.
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In Taur-nu-fuin (382 words) by Himring
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Beleg Cúthalion, Gwindor (Tolkien)
Additional Tags: Taur-nu-fuin, Children of Hurin - Freeform, Dorthonion, reference to PTSD, Forests
Summary:

Before Mirkwood, there was another great forest that fell under nightshade and Sauron himself, who was in those days but the servant of the Black Foe in the North, invaded it with fire and darkness and corrupted it. Treebeard knew it, before its fall, and sings with regret of the pine trees of Dorthonion. It was here that Beleg, who had once wandered freely in all the forests of the land, found Gwindor, who had only just escaped from thralldom in the Iron Hells of Angband, and, aiding him, persuaded him to turn around, in an attempt to rescue another man from the threat of the same thralldom.
Here is a conversation between them.

Links goes to B2MeM AO3 collection.

Link to b2mem community entry on Livejournal: http://b2mem.livejournal.com/430254.html



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Three by the Door (1719 words) by Himring
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Elros Tar-Minyatur, Adan | Edain
Additional Tags: Female Characters, Uprising, War of Wrath, Cross-cultural, Druedain - Freeform, SWG
Summary:

Elros, future King of Numenor, makes the acquaintance of some of his future subjects--and finds out that some traditions that he thought forgotten have survived the drowning of Beleriand.

Links above go to AO3.

On SWG here: http://www.silmarillionwritersguild.org/archive/home/viewstory.php?sid=3111

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This story forms a pair with my earlier ficlet about one of Thengel's daughters, but focusses on Gleowine, Theoden's minstrel. (I've written about Gleowine before, interacting with Eowyn.)
It was written for a challenge at the LOTR community on LiveJournal and inspired by some icons and a headcanon of Oshun's (linked from the story).

Battle Harp (622 words) by Himring
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Théoden Ednew, Gléowine (Tolkien), Thengel's Daughter
Additional Tags: Childhood, Cross-cultural, Rohan, Musicians, Battle of the Pelennor
Summary: An early encounter between Gleowine the minstrel and the battle harp--and also between Gleowine and his future king, Theoden, son of Thengel.

Links above go to AO3,
The story is here on Livejournal: http://lotr-community.livejournal.com/387672.html
And it is here on MPTT: http://www.lotrgfic.com/viewstory.php?sid=3749


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Showing off my brand-new stamp collection.

Himring's 2017 SWG Challenge Stamp Collection


first challenge creatorThere's been great stories posted for the challenge.
The summary post is here:
http://silwritersguild.livejournal.com/280840.html

Taboo challenge reviewer
Taboo challenge reviewed 5 fanworks
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I wrote this for the Taboo Challenge at the SWG--specifically the prompt "culture shock".
Not that good a match for a SWG challenge, really, I suppose, but I've been interested in Thengel's daughters for a while and I had this one on my mind right now, because of another challenge and another ficlet.

In Between (517 words) by Himring
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Major Character Death
Relationships: Faramir (Son of Denethor II) / Eowyn
Characters: Sister of Theoden, Morwen of Lossarnach, Faramir, Éowyn (Tolkien), Eorlingas | Rohirrim
Additional Tags: Cultural Differences, Culture Shock, Textual Ghosts, POV Female Character, SWG Challenge
Summary:

Thengel of Rohan and Morwen of Lossarnach had two daughters that were born in Gondor, before Thengel's father died and he returned to Rohan to take up the kingship.
Such a daughter might have found it easy to adjust--or she might not.

Links above go to AO3.

Link to the story on SWG: http://www.silmarillionwritersguild.org/archive/home/viewstory.php?sid=3071
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It seems you can't reblog on DW, but in case you haven't seen it yet, here's the link to the post:

 https://silwritersguild.dreamwidth.org/19851.html
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A Golden Gift (100 words) by Himring
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Fingon | Findekáno/Maedhros | Maitimo
Characters: Fingon, Maedhros | Maitimo, Original Female Character(s)
Additional Tags: Valinor, Re-embodied elves, Fluff, Drabble
Series: Part 99 of Gloom, Doom and Maedhros
Summary:

An encounter in the street of Tirion after Maedhros's re-embodiment.


Written for Tolkien Weekly. I'd been homesick for Maedhros/Fingon...
Links above go to AO3. The original LJ post is here:
http://tolkien-weekly.livejournal.com/1164634.html

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For Independence1776:


The Decision
(458 words) by Himring
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Maglor, Elrond Peredhel, Maedhros, Elros
Additional Tags: Families of Choice, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, First Age
Summary:
Small gestures can sometimes amount to major decisions. Elrond knows this.


For MangoTea:

Moon-letters (176 words) by Himring
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Hobbit - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Elrond Peredhel, Celebrimbor | Telperinquar
Additional Tags: Moon-letters, Lore - Freeform, Memories, Eregion, narvi - Freeform
Summary: A tiny gap-filler from Elrond's POV.


For DeCarabas:

But There Was Tea (307 words) by Himring
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Celebrían/Elrond Peredhel
Characters: Estë, Celebrían
Additional Tags: Lorien - Freeform, Character Study, reference to PTSD
Summary: Celebrian's first encounter with Este in Lorien.


For AngstyChaosMagicUser:

An Act of Faith (521 words) by Himring
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Curufin's Wife, Finarfin | Arafinwë
Additional Tags: Textual Ghost, Valinor, Post-Darkening of Valinor, Family, Female Protagonist
Summary: Finarfin, recently crowned king of the Noldor remaining in Valinor, summons Curufin's wife, because a certain rumour has reached his ears.


Links go to AO3. (Eventually, I'll catch up with cross-posting them elsewhere.)
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Oshun wrote a fic about Idril for me!
It's a conversation with Tuor, just after he arrives in Gondolin--and already Idril finds herself falling in love...

Eyes Like the Sea
(881 words) by Oshun
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Idril Celebrindal/Tuor
Characters: Idril Celebrindal, Tuor (Tolkien)
Additional Tags: Falling In Love, Romance, Gondolin
Summary: This is mainly Idril gushing over what a hunk Tuor is. I'm pretty sure that's canon.

Links above go to AO3.

Link to the story on SWG: http://www.silmarillionwritersguild.org/archive/home/viewstory.php?sid=3038

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This clearly has quite a lot to do with how short the days still are. Darkness still falls almost mid afternoon, although we are a fortnight past the solstice.

Darkest Time (200 words) by Himring
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Ingwion (Tolkien), Elemmírë (Tolkien), Vanyar
Additional Tags: Darkening of Valinor, Double Drabble
Summary: The Vanyar experience the darkness after Melkor's attack on the Trees.

Links go to AO3.

The original LJ post is here: http://tolkien-weekly.livejournal.com/1162518.html

(I will try to do more cross-posting again, although there are some things I just find considerably easier to do on LJ, e.g.  posting thumbnails from DeviantArt.)


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So, I finally managed to get this out of my head and write it down...



Title: Under the Evening Star
Characters: Maglor & Maedhros, also Elros & Elrond
Summary: First sighting of Gil-Estel by the Sons of Feanor. Slightly canon-divergent.
Rating: PG
Length: c.1300 words



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Do you remember last year's Sorry Celebrimbor Month?
I posted the beginning of a story, in which Celebrimbor ("Half-Feanorian") met a stranger in Lindon who was half Easterling.
Here is a second slightly longer snippet, which perhaps explains why Celebrimbor was especially likely to call himself "Half Feanorian" at this time.
I wrote it for the Wavesinger for Fandom Stocking; she had asked for things such as female characters and complicated family relationships.

Characters: Celebrimbor and his mother
Time: beginning of the 2nd Age
Place: Lindon
Rating: Teens
Warnings: references to canon violence and dysfunctional relationships; some angst (sorry, Celebrimbor!)

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It moved! This WIP actually consented to move! That is: "Such Great Deeds", aka probably the longest and most rambling conversation between Fingon and Beleg ever written, set during a walk our two protagonists take at night through Barad Eithel.

This snippet itself isn't actually that long, but it's progress: Beleg and Fingon indulge in a bit of musing about Aman and Finwe.

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I thought I might manage to write more drabbles for this challenge, but it hasn't happened yet--so, archiving here, just in case.

Title: Folk of Legend, Children’s Tales
Challenge: Peoples of Middle-Earth; Prompt: Hobbits
Characters: Eowyn, Eomer & their mother Theodwyn
Rating: G
Warnings: none
Book/Source: Hobbit, LotR (Two Towers)
Disclaimer: Mostly Tolkien, really!
True Drabble (100 words acc. to MS Word)

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The beginning of my ficlet for Sorry, Celebrimbor month--to be continued.

Characters (so far): Celembrimbor, OMC
Rating: General (no warnings)
Summary: In the harbour of Lindon, at the beginning of the 2nd Age, ships are being built--ships for the Edain to leave Middle-earth for Numenor, ships for the Elves to leave Middle-earth for Valinor. At this time, Celebrimbor has an interesting encounter.

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And here's this drabble:

Title: The Mariner and his Son
Author: Himring
Characters: Earendil, Elrond
Rating: G
Warnings: none
Book/Source: Silmarillion, Lord of the Rings
Disclaimer: All by Tolkien, except this particular scene.


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I haven't posted anything to Dreamwidth for a while.
Most of what I have written in the meantime is cross-posted from LJ to AO3, if not elsewhere.
This piece is not. It was written for Oshun as a birthday gift and is a snippet from "Such Great Deeds", but I haven't written the intervening passage yet.


Summary: During a walk at night through Barad Eithel, Beleg and Fingon briefly talk about Maedhros.
Warnings: reference to multiple deaths during war time
Pairing: Fingon/Maedhros (implicit)
Word count: c. 450 words

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