Royal Houses of GondolinName House of the KingRoyal Houses of Gondolin7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Function Bodyguard of the King's family
Traits Wear red, white and gold
Leader Turgon the Wise
Trait King of Gondolin
Bravest warrior in Gondolin
Name House of th
Maedhros: Son of FireHe was the fireMaedhros: Son of Fire3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Wine until bottom
And pain of fame
He was my father
His anger like flood
We sealed our Oath
In fire and blood
The flame extinguished
By Oath we're still bound
Through tears and pain
No rest to be found
The blood on my hands
And my hand in chains
What was it for
When nothing remains?
The Light we sought, burns
So close, yet so far
We are not worthy
To touch a star
Burning flame, take me
And clean the stain
Take the cursed Jewel
And end my pain!
In fire it started
In fire it ends
Just like my father
The fire in my veins
An Old LegendAn Old Legend3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ages long gone and ages long passed
Shades of grey, man's memory fades fast
The glory days told of old
Shines as brightly as silver and gold
Before the dark, before the strife
Before many of the spans of life
There lied the glory that men bore
The gilded light of Westernesse's shore
That era of brilliance, that age of wealth
That time of wisdom and of great health
Those days are passed or so it is said
As now the great kings of lore lie dead
Is there a hope against such reckless hate?
Where does it lie? The enemy's gate
Draws nearer every day
And now there is little that holds him at bay
But still we hold on to legends and tales
What more will we have when the strength of men fails?
There is still one yet who holds the power
To aid this land in its darkest hour.
From father to son, the title has been given
In the shadows these brave people have striven
To drive away the darkness that besets all
While there is still life in them, men shall not fall
I know the king shall come again, f
The House of FeanorFEANORThe House of Feanor7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Name in Quenya Feanaro Curufinwe Finwion
Meaning Spirit of Fire, Skillful Finwe, Son of Finwe
Name in Sindarin Feanor
Position Prince of the Noldor
Lord of Formenos
2nd High King of the Noldor
Famed for Greatest craftsman, speaker
At FaultAt Fault3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"They were just children!" Elwing shrieked, viciously pushing her cousin away.
"Elwing " Celeborn attempted to console his young relative, but she refused to be comforted.
"You left them! You left and now they're gone." The young elith collapsed on the ground, sobbing. She clutched her stomach, fighting the physical agony which assailed her. Agony and guilt. She should have been there. She should have made certain her brothers were following. She should not have left them.
The attack happened so fast she could barely separate the jumbled, nightmarish events, but it seemed like slow motion at the time. The elves of Doriath knew that a battle with the sons of Feanor was possible. Elwing's father, King Dior refused to relinquish the silmaril he had inherited from his parents. They were prepared to defend Doriath, but they were not prepared for the savage brutality of the Noldor. The Noldor killed without conscience.
She remembered being kissed by her mother. She remembered her f
The House of FingolfinThe House of Fingolfin7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Name in Quenya Aracano Nolofinwe Finwion
Meaning High Chieftain, Wise Finwe, Son of Finwe
Name in Sindarin Fingolfin the Steadfast
Position Prince of the Noldor
TurnedRivers of blood trail from her mouth,Turned3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Scarlet fangs hidden in a smile,
Beautiful, golden eyes staring into mine,
Soothing me, Caressing me.
Sharp pain shooting through me,
my body burning in invisible flames,
I drift into a cold blackness,
Soothing me, Caressing me.
Waking to those beautiful, gold eyes,
More beautiful than ever before,
Seeing understanding within,
Soothing me, Caressing me.
Together we chase our prey,
Running in moonlit fields,
Chasing our life hand in hand,
Soothing me, Caressing me.
Drinking the warm, sweet nectar,
Dancing with pure pleasure,
Loving my soul mate who turned me,
Soothing me, Caressing me.
Small children with sharp little fangs,
Shrills of laughter ringing in the night,
Our blood running through their veins,
Soothing us, Caressing us.
Sand and MusicSand and MusicSand and Music3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He feels he cannot walk another step, until he does. The next step is the same, and the next, and he has stopped counting the sunsets and sunrises because measuring eternity has no purpose. He has wandered an eternity already, carrying his small harp for some indeterminable, compulsive reason, because it will be years before he can play again, if ever, and the sand blows into his eyes and into his throat as he sings. His hands are burnt and scarred and his voice is hoarse, and he wants to rip the strings from the taunting harp and scream, but he is unable to do either because it hurts too much.
Every muscle that has been on fire begins to numb from sheer fatigue, and he feels that he will die without food but is too weak from walking to fish or hunt- but then, Maitimo survived thirty-some years without food, didn't he- and now he is thinking of Maitimo again and he swore to himself that he would not think of them right now.&
Kings and Queens of Numenor KINGS AND QUEENS OF NUMENORKings and Queens of Numenor7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
THE EARLY DAYS
August 17thIt was 2 in the morning.August 17th4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was 2 in the morning.
It was 2 in the morning
I laid my head carelessly on the couch's puffy arm, simply not in the mood to sleep. In fact, I'm not in the mood to do anything but to think. Think, think, just think with my blank mind. Yesterday's work was almost the same as how it usually is, plenty, but easy to do. Today it won't be much different. I will have no difficulties in finishing them even without sleeping for a couple of days or more. I glanced at the clock just to give my wide-awaken eyes some job. Why, I wasn't surprised that I'm right.
It was 2 in the morning indeed.
August 17th. That date. It hasn't even been a week after I had to come to that celebration she held at her place, as a mandate from my boss. It was a big celebration, as how such an event supposed to be celebrated, every year. She hasn't changed much since before that time; still with that long, straight black hair, dark eyes, tan complexion, small nose, accepting smile.&
Noldorin Agony[CELEGORM]Noldorin Agony3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
None could subdue her,
This siren in white-
Her face always haunting me.
Though I pursue her
It seems, out of spite,
She revels in taunting me!
What's an elf prince to do?
When the one thing you want
Is a thing that's related to you.
I've met a maiden,
By leadership laden,
Her circumstance dire.
That form, full of power-
(More tree trunk than flower)
Sets my heart afire!
Oh, great Valar above!
Why must this lovely woman be
Far too stubborn to love?
Oh, the torture they teach!
What's as intriguing-
Or half so fatiguing-
As what's out of reach?
Am I not sensitive,
As kind as I'm handsome
And heir to a throne?
No, you're not and you know it, so stop that!
(sarcastic) How clever.
You're making me mad!
(darkly) You know nothing of madness
Til she's und
80 things learned from TolkienPretty, shiny things are hazardous to your health.80 things learned from Tolkien5 years ago in Humor More Like This
This is because the Law of Attraction is multiplied 100x once you look at them
Hobbits state the overly obvious
Chocolate is nonexistent in Middle-Earth.
Arwen stole Glorfindel's horse.
Beer and Tobacco seem to have a beneficial effect on hobbits
Never make fires in questionable caves
Kick a troll, and your foot will break
Elvish accents are low and whispery
Never sleep in a boat if your Dad is a Pyromaniac
Don't give twins the exact same name
Imitating voices can come in handy
Running at your brother with a sword and shouting at him in old-fashioned language will get you a big time-out
Really, really big dogs are very useful
Being good at riddles can save your life
Giant spiders freak out elves big-time
Elrond should have pushed Isildur into the crack of doom
Sauron once got pwned by a girl
If you insult any of Tùrin's female relatives, you will find yourself impaled on a rock at the bottom of a raging river.
Speaking of w
The SindarAlso of the Third Kindred, were they,The Sindar7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And deep their loyalty to their King;
When, during the Great Journey, he mysteriously vanished,
Mournful songs for him they did sing.
When the others continued West, they refused to go on,
Still loyal to their lord, they determined to await him.
So when their Kindred departed, they remained behind,
And called themselves the Forsaken.
Their long vigil rewarded when at last did their King return,
A beautiful Queen at his side;
Now tallest of Firstborn was he, and silver of hair;
And glorious was the light of wisdom in his brides eyes.
Great was the peoples joy; for no longer forsaken!
And content to dwell beneath the stars, People of Twilight,
Named the Grey Ones, in honor of their High King;
For over 3000 years did he reign in great might.
The greatest of Firstborn in the mortal lands,
Were those who were called the Grey.
Mighty were they, and vast their realm,
The Queens Girdle ever held evil at bay.
Lovers of trees were the Grey
The Houses of the Edain THE HOUSE OF BEORThe Houses of the Edain7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The 1st House of the Edain
The first of the Edain to enter Beleriand
First discovered by Finrod
Greatly loved by the Noldor
Dark haired and grey eyed
Famous for their love of learning
Estolad Year 311-355 1st Age of the Sun
Dorthonian Year 355-455 1st Age of the Sun
Dor-lomin Year 455-472 1st Age of the
Female VanyarName: Indis the FairFemale Vanyar7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Meaning First daughter
Position 2nd Queen of the Noldor
Relatives Niece of Ingwe
2nd wife of Finwe,
Mother of Findis Fingolfin, Irien and Finarfin
Grandmother of Fingon, Turgon, Aredhel, Finrod, Orodreth,
The Grace Given to MeThe Lord of the Rings fanfiction: How do you know that today is the day to die? How do you spend your last day? The thoughts of Aragorn.The Grace Given to Me4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It is time. I know it just as the birds know when to obey the calling of the wind and fly away from the cold lands to feel the sunrays on their wings again. I know it just as the tree knows when to say farewell to its leaves, watching them flutter to the ground one by one and giving something of itself with every leaf. I know that my time has come.
Sometimes I wondered how I would recognize it. How does a man know that he has reached the point where he can leave with dignity and greatness like the kings of old? How does he know that today is the day to die? It could be tomorrow and tomorrow again. One more day not for myself, but for the ones that I love. How can I leave them to grieving? How many times was I near death and only their love returned me to life, showed me the way through the shadows? How can I abandon the
Numenorean NamesName MeaningNumenorean Names6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Adunakhor Lord of the West
Aldarion Of the trees
Amandil Devoted to Aman
Lords of the SindarName: Elwe/Elu ThingolLords of the Sindar7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Meaning: Star male, King Greymantle
Position: Leader of the Teleri Kindred
High King of the Sindar
Ruler of Doriath/Menegroth
Fame The tallest Elf who ever lived
One of the few to have silver hair
Born: Year 1050 Age of Starlight
Sonnet- Maedhros to Fingon(Warning for mild slash)Sonnet- Maedhros to Fingon3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I met you as a child with plaited hair,
And wildness that I soon grew to adore.
Your ringing laughter echoed through the air
In joyous days when we did not know war.
Just when we felt our future was assured,
I lost you when our haven turned to black.
Through fire, ice, and shackles love endured-
You cut me out of hell and brought me back.
Since broken on the battlefield you lie,
What of my soul remains is now consumed
By guilt, for though I left you there to die,
My heart with yours will ever be entombed.
Without you, dearest cousin, lover, friend,
I may live on, but I will never mend.
MaitimoNote: AUMaitimo3 years ago in Drama More Like This
“Please, just look at me.” Fingon begged, repeating the words that he had said thousands of times throughout the past few days.
It was no use.
On the surface, as long as people avoided looking at his ruined arm, Maedhros seemed as perfect and beautiful as ever. When his eyes were closed, Fingon could pretend that Maedhros was well and resting.
When his eyes were open, however, Fingon was forced to face what had actually happened to his dearest friend. Maedhros no longer existed, it was a mere shell that was left behind. Maglor, on his one and only trip to see his brother, had broken down and proclaimed it Maitimo, laughing hysterically that this was all that was left, wasn’t it nice of his mother to give it a name that could be used as well for a statue as a person.
Fingolfin shook his head after he had dragged his sobbing nephew from the room and returned to see Maedhros for himself. He had tried to drag Fingon from the room too, but he had persisted in
ElvesElves1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oh, you wonderful children of Ilúvatar
Your voices make the forests
Be more alive
Even the leaves are greener
When you are around.
And you shine with the pure light
Upon your beautiful faces
And even your light steps
Are full of grace.
Can there be anything
So fair in the whole Arda
As your lands
Or the work of your hands?
Ah, I wish I could
Sing, dance, shine
And take graceful steps
Just as you do
Oh, I wish I could
Speak with such beautiful words
Just as you do.
And my heart is charmed by you
And perhaps there is nothing else
I can do
Than admire you.