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    In the aftermath of their tumultuous arrival in Beleriand, Maglor has scarcely managed to hold together the bruised and splintering House of Fëanor and their Sindarin allies.

    Then, the Sun's first rising brings with it Fingolfin’s host of Ice-hardened Noldor, hungry for retribution. With battered hearts and fraying minds, the two half-kings must navigate fragile relations among their own people even as they face the impossible task of reuniting the Noldor under a single leader.

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  2. Public Bookmark 24

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    "That is what it means, to make coimas: to make a gift of your own strength, your own vigour, even when you have little enough of it to spare."

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    Nerdanel, and her sons, and baking.

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    14 Jun 2024

  3. Public Bookmark 81

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    Fëanor said, “Why do you think the Elf who made Ilimbë loved her?”

    Nerdanel did not castigate him for the absurdity of the question. “Because she was beautiful, I suppose,” she said; “and all the Eldar love beautiful things.”

    “But better to make a beautiful thing than to be one,” said Fëanor; “you cannot convince me otherwise.”

    “Nor do I wish to try!” said Nerdanel. “But why do you think Ilimbë loved her maker, then?”

    Fëanor had never thought of that question before. “Because,” he said, more hesitantly than was his wont, “well — how could she not? She was made for loving him.”

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    Fëanor, newly apprenticed in Mahtan’s halls, does not care that Nerdanel does not like him. Her statues are nice enough, but he has far more important things to concern himself with than her approval. And he doesn't think she’s pretty.

    A story about art, mythology, and learning what exactly you were made for.

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    "Maedhros sought destruction body and spirit, and found both. When Mandos summoned him, he refused, and first of them all he has been taken by the void that they swore themselves to. He is not in the world, and will not come again. Deeper darknesses are there than that which Morgoth made below Thangorodrim!” Fingon paused and looked at Finrod. “Should I not then have killed him as he asked me?”

    “No!” said Finrod, but Turgon said nothing.

    Sam grew even more upset. “Now that’s not right,” he said, “that can’t be right! Just or not – and I don’t know that it is, begging your pardon, sir – still, no story should end that way!”

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    14 Nov 2023

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    “You are not the envoy of the Valar I would have chosen for myself, my friend.” At the ensuing sideways look he received, he grinned. “I mean them no offense in saying it. But I think they had employed certain estimations of me, when they sent you and not someone—“
    “Kinder?”
    Celebrimbor folded his hands. “I meant to say warmer,” he admitted, with a vestigial smile. His eyes shone. “But kinder, too, if you permit it.”
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    An indeterminate time. A shared bottle of wine.

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    09 Nov 2023