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  1. Public Bookmark 6

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    Letters from the First Age in which Finrod indulges in his hobbies: nature observation and diplomacy. The humans are a delightful new discovery, but they do seem a bit slow...

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    24 Feb 2021

  2. Public Bookmark 17

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    Himring is probably the coldest place that Maeglin has ever been.

    He tries to put away that thought, and not to shiver very visibly as he glances up through his lashes at Maedhros Fëanorion. Terrible and fell, his father had always said were the sons of Fëanor, and Maeglin can believe it. Of course, his mother’s stories had been different. But they had been few and far between.

    Above, Maedhros shifts forwards in his high seat with a slight rustling of heavy robes, and Maeglin trembles involuntarily. Out of the cold, he promises himself. Only the cold.

    “You wish to leave Gondolin,” rasps the lord of Himring, with no small amount of incredulity in his voice. “To come here?”

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    24 Feb 2021

  3. Public Bookmark 15

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    After his release from Angband, Maeglin confides in Rog.

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    23 Feb 2021

  4. Public Bookmark 1

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    Since the Years of the Trees, Maglor has been jealous of Maedhros and Fingon, though he knows he shouldn't be. After Finno dies, he'll be there to comfort his brother, although he knows he is only a replacement for the Elf his brother longs for.

    Maglor, Maedhros, and Fingon navigate trauma, death, and love, through several ages of the world. Trust Elves to take millennia to resolve communication difficulties.

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    22 Feb 2021

  5. Public Bookmark 7

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    Fingolfin blinked at the sight in front of him. Then blinked again. 
    Nope. This clear hallucination was still in his room. Fingolfin tried blinking again, hoping that this would all prove to just be a figment of his imagination. 

    “Nolofinwë, you know I love you, but are you going to just stand there and blink, or come and try on your outfit?” 
    Bless Anairë’s heart. Fingolfin was grateful, he really was, that Anairë picked up his ceremonial wear for the feast tonight, but oh wow. 
    As it was, he was now staring at the robes and garments he was to wear tonight, and they were red and gold. The color of the House of Fëanor. Sometimes, Fingolfin really did wonder if the Valar--or Eru--liked to play tricks on the elves. 
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    Fingolfin wears the colors of the House of Fëanor to a feast, and Fëanor wears the colors of Fingolfin. Denial and heartfelt conversations ensue.

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    21 Feb 2021

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