we will make this place our home - Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-One: The Memory Mission
I tried to distract myself thinking of other things we might do in OroyanwĂ«. The bookshop, the toy shop, the sweet shop, the pet shop (where we might talk to the parrot and buy MĂźwhir new toys)â
The camera shop!
I jumped down and scrambled under my bed, reaching for the box where Iâd hidden Maedhrosâ old camera. I was pretty sure there was a camera shop in OroyanwĂ«; Iâd seen the sign just off the high street. They would surely know how to make the camera work, and how to get the photographs out of it, if indeed there were photographs hidden away in its innards. I had no idea.Â
The only trouble was sneaking away.
In which Maglor tries to go shopping, and Elrond embarks on a quest. Read the full chapter here on AO3.
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good afternoon, eldarfuckers, i had someone request to buy a few prints of my art and the fancy printing shop i used only did orders in âbulkâ, so i now have 2 extra copies of each of these going spare. So as a one-off, iâve whacked them up on HERE if any of you were keen on elven breasts giclee-printed in museum-quality inks, sized 8x12 inches on heavyweight HahnemuÌhle German Etching Paper.
T-D, L-R: Elwing, Nerdanel, Finrod, EönwĂ«, Elrond + Elros, EönwĂ« again, and Bangs!Elrond. Thereâs also a classical piece of Melian lounging with her Maiar Milkers out, but I canât post it here obviously, plus a sweetish Celrond.
[i would have just priced them at-cost because this is a one-off and i do not have the time to regularly sell prints, but iâve been advised not to do that even as a one-off for art ecosystem reasons, so theyâre ÂŁ25 each]
Ilaw ng tahanan: Nerdanel for @jrrt-native-languages-fest
Ilaw ng tahanan is a Tagalog phrase that represents mothers. It means "light of the home" and represents their role as the guide and caretaker of the household.
Me: "Damn people are REALLY BAD at knowing when to tag their eyestrain art/images...either that or they just don't care about photosenitive epileptic people like me. I feel really sad now."
Person: "But Allison, what if they just don't know or understand what qualifies as eyestrain and what doesn't?"
Me: "You know what? That could be a factor...While it is always better to be safe rather than sorry (so YES people should always tag eyestrain even if they're unsure if it "counts" or not) maybe you've got a point?"
Anyways! HERE'S YOUR HANDY GUIDE TO WHAT CAN COUNT AS EYESTRAIN! I'm pulling this straight from the Artfight rules page about what needs to be labeled and filtered as eyestrain because it's VERY helpful and VERY accurate! I also know not everybody has an AF account and might not always have access to this handy guide, and this is an important resource; That's why I'm sharing it here! (under the cut)
PLEASE TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY!!! THIS IS ABOUT THE HEALTH AND SAFETY OF OTHERS!!!
Full eyestrain AF page link
"But Allison! How were you able to screenshot that example if you're so sensitive to eyestrain?"
I dimmed the HELL out of my computer screen and looked away while taking the screenshot and did the same when putting it into this post, that's how lol. BUT YEAH ANYWAYS!!! Once again:
PLEASE TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY!!! THIS IS ABOUT THE HEALTH AND SAFETY OF OTHERS!!!
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Ndani-thĂĄro (Denethor) of the Nandor never saw sunlight as he was born and died before the First Sunrise. But he would have loved the fresh green of the forests in spring and summer.
Cosplay & edit: Foedhrass
Photo: @lymira during our 2025 The_eldar_cosplay vacation
my elfsona (q.m.)yulatië/(q.p.)fangamilya/(s.)mengil. he has no glasses and cannot see. born on the helcaraxë in Y.T. 1499, almost froze to death. almost burned to death in sacking associated with the dagor aglareb. almost burned to death in sacking associated with the dagor bragollach. almost killed by orcs fleeing hithlum. almost trampled to death by loose horse in skirmish associated with the nirnaeth arnoediad. almost trampled to death by glaurung in sacking of nargothrond. almost died of exposure in the year following sack of nargothrond. almost died of infected stab wound after the battle of the thousand caves. almost died of exposure after the sacking and ruin of doriath. almost died of smoke inhalation after the third kinslaying in the havens. drowned at some point in Y.S. 580. recuperating in mandos.
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â„ ominous, known, wind, sounds â„ but the sea is wide, and I can't swim over / neither have I wings to fly â„ All my stories are about being left, / all yours about leaving. So we should have known.
A great storm roared outside the Havens, the winds making her little home shudder ominously. The twins slept in a basket of shore reeds at her feet, wrapped in blankets stuffed with the down of shorebirds, blissfully unaware of the danger nature posed to them. She worked by candlelight, the sounds of her loom clacking rhythmically. This fabric would become a tunic, she thought, for EĂ€rendil, away at sea. How she wished to sail again, wished for the winds to be useful again, instead of frightful. She understood why he left, again and again. She wished he didnât have to.
Biomechanical elves, feat. Maglor and Galadriel! Because you donât live for ~5000 years on one hröa without needing some maintenance.
Additional thoughts below the cut!
Okay, hereâs the logic:
1.) Elves live forever unless killed
2.) Elves cannot grow back limbs like starfish (c.f. maedhros)
3.) Elves, due to their preternatural endurance, are very likely to survive having limbs hacked off (c.f. maedhros again)
4.) Elves, especially in the First and Second Ages, spend a lot of time trying to stab each other and/or fighting things that want to rip them to shreds (orcs, werewolves, etc.)
Rinse and repeat long enough, and by the Third Age, most older elves would have several serious permanent injuries. Conveniently, elves also have a cultural predilection for a.) the healing arts and b.) magic smithery, which gives us an excellent fast-track to automail-type fantasy prostheses.
I drew Maglor and Galadriel, who have decent odds of rocking the most metal-per-hröa by the time of LotR.
Maglor has a vocal prosthesis (maybe for smoke inhalation during the War of Wrath, specially calibrated for singing-laments-upon-the-shore purposes); a cranial implant/helm (I like to think Elwing chucked something heavy at him); a gauntlet (to restore fine motor control to his Silmaril-chucking and harp-playing hand), and a prosthetic leg.
Galadriel has several implants and a prosthetic arm. The crown-with-circuitry is a helm designed to offset migraines (a common side effect of peering into things that are, once were, and have not yet come to pass.) It was made for her by Celeborn, who is her husband AND her mechanic, and is also why he gave her the nickname Galadriel.
For obvious reasons, prostheses are wayyyy more common in Middle Earth than Valinor! There are some prosthetic and mobility aid craftspeople in Aman who make tools for elves who were injured on the Great Journey back in the Years of the Trees (or born with conditions that necessitated it!) However, I think the technology probably advanced a whole lot faster in the East, so skilled mechanics arriving in Valinor would be warmly welcomed. I drew the prostheses with exposed metal for the Aesthetics, but I do think elves would develop some kind of grippy skin-like surface for functionality.
we will make this place our home: Chapter One Hundred and Twenty - The Door Opens
That evening I vanished again into the library, to find out whatever I could about ghosts. Maedhros said almost every question in the world could be answered if you found the right book, and he was usually right. Perhaps there was some explanation for what I saw, hidden away in records and histories. After all, I reasoned, I could not be the only child in the world who saw ghosts. And this could not be the only old house where memories ran through the passageways screaming âAmmĂ«! Curvo put glue in my hair!â
So I pulled out every book I could find about Formenos, and about ghosts, and one which claimed to explain time, and laid them all out on the table. I spent the evening frantically flicking through the pages, looking for answers in what seemed like endless word-soup, and finding nothing at all. The books about local history included folktales and superstitions, including the rumour of ghost-sightings, but they were campfire-story ghosts of the kind young MakalaurĂ« used to terrify his brothers (denying all responsibility when CurufinwĂ« had nightmares): a jilted bride who threw herself in the river and was now supposed to appear wailing and dripping on rainy nights, an eerie voice in the woods, a drunk who refused to leave the Blacksmithâs Arms even after he died. Real ghosts werenât like that! The books about ghosts proved much the same, all evil spirits and vengeance and wailing, so I only flicked through a few pages before casting them aside. Next I tried the book about time, but it proved far too complicated; any answers it held were hidden in complicated words and long looping sentences and diagrams which felt like putting my brain through a washing-machine.Â
In which Elrond seeks answers about the ghosts - and Tyelperinquar. Read the full chapter here on AO3.
a double drabble written for the 6/6/2026 SWG Instadrabble session for the prompt: Green, Gems, Sunlight, Idle
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CelebrĂan had never been content to be idleâeven the much needed rest of LĂłrien had chafed at her after a time, as she missed Elrond, missed her children, missed her home. It would be easier to bear, this long separation, if she could just be doing something.
Now she sat on a beach outside of AvallĂłnĂ« with her uncle, watching the sunlight play on the waves. Across the bay the gem-strewn beaches of AlqualondĂ« glimmered like rainbows, red and green and blue and gold. âWell, what do you want to do?â he asked.
âI donât know.â She stretched out her feet so her toes just brushed the waves as they whispered up over the soft sand. âWell, I want to go home.â
Finrod hummed quiet acknowledgment. That was why CelebrĂan loved him mostâshe could say things like that, and know herself understood, know that he would not try to convince her that it was better there, that she should try her best to put Middle-earth behind her.
âThere are many here who remember Imladris,â Finrod said finally, âwho miss it.â
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the rider bore them all across the sea. when they grew tired they would fly close to the waves- that they would cool their feet. and soon enough they could make out a silver light, growing brighter along the horizon.
