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the song of lĂșthien tinĂșviel

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This was on @whatareyoureallyafraidof's post where they put up this:
And I responded with this image:
and promised in the tags to elaborate if asked. And, @frodo-the-weeb, I will. But it's going to get long and I'm going to have to split it up into several reblogs.
First of all, since not everybody in the world is a Silmarillion enthusiast, let me explain what we're referring to.
One of the stories in the Silmarillion, and possibly the one Tolkien cared about the most, is the tale of LĂșthien and Beren; a highly condensed version of a narrative poem called the Lay of Leithian, which Tolkien began writing in the 1930s and tried to get his publisher interested in after the success of The Hobbit.
(Their readers said no, and they tactfully asked him to focus on his Hobbit sequel instead. "The result," in Tolkien's own words, "was The Lord of the Rings.")
The skeleton of The Lay of Leithian is as follows; I'm intentionally leaving out a bunch of information that weaves it into the overarching story of the Silmarillion but isn't relevant to the thesis I'm advancing here.
LĂșthien, an Elven princess and enchantress, falls in love with a mortal man, a ranger called Beren. Her father, the Elven King Thingol, disapproves and sends him Beren off to fetch one of the jewels from the crown of the Dark Lord Morgoth. LĂșthien tries to join Beren but her father imprisons her in a tower to stop her, only it's actually a treehouse because they're forest elves. LĂșthien magically grows her hair long and uses it to escape. By the time she catches up with Beren he is chained in the dungeons of Morgoth's second-in-command, ThĂ» (whom Tolkien later renamed Sauron). She rescues him with the help only of a dog, who defeats ThĂ» himself in single combat. They then live in the forest together for quite some time, but Beren feels bad about being the reason she can't go home to her family, and still intends to finish his mission and get the jewel. He leaves one morning while she's still asleep, so as not to put her in danger, and then when he's on the threshold of Morgoth's underground fortress in the far North of Middle-Earth she catches up with him again and he accepts that she's not going to be put off. Together they enter Morgoth's fortress and make their way to his throne room. They are in disguise but Morgoth is not fooled and uncovers LĂșthien in front of everyone, declaring his intention to make her one of his many slaves. LĂșthien offers to sing and dance for him, which is the way she works her magic. She puts everyone in the throne room to sleep, including both Beren and eventually Morgoth. She wakes Beren and he takes the jewel and they flee, but as they get to the outer door they are stopped by Morgoth's guard-wolf, who bites off Beren's hand holding the jewel.
That's as far as Tolkien ever got with the poem, but we have the synopsis in the prose Silmarillion to tell us the rest of the story; again cutting it down to the quick, Thingol accepts Beren as his son-in-law, Morgoth's guard-wolf attacks Doriath, Beren goes and hunts it but is mortally wounded, his spirit goes to the Halls of Waiting in the Undying Lands where the dead in Middle-Earth go, LĂșthien also goes there and, again through her magical song, persuades Mandos the god of the dead to let him come back. Mandos offers her a choice: live on immortally as an Elf without Beren, or return to Middle-Earth with Beren but both of them will grow old and die. She chooses the latter.
Tolkien created LĂșthien as a portrait of his wife Edith, which makes Beren a picture of himself. We know this for a fact because he had LUTHIEN written on her grave when she died, and when he joined her in it two years later the name BEREN was written for him:
Now on the lower right side of my response image you'll see Pauline Baynes' illustration of the Lady in the Green Kirtle from The Silver Chair, one of C. S. Lewis's Narnia stories. A quick synopsis of the Lady of the Green Kirtle's part in the story:
The Lady is a witch who rules a gloomy kingdom underneath Narnia, accessible through a fissure in the earth in an old ruined city far to the North. Before the story opens she has enspelled and kidnapped King Caspian's son Prince Rilian, whom she intends to send leading an army to conquer Narnia in her name. For twenty-three hours a day he is her willing slave and lap-dog; to maintain the spell, he must be bound to the titular silver chair for the remaining hour, during which he is sane and aware of his imprisonment. The protagonists, Eustace and Jill and their guide Puddleglum, meet her and Rilian unawares on their journey to the North; she sends them astray and almost succeeds in getting them eaten by giants. Eventually they rescue Rilian from the chair, but she sings a magical song which very nearly puts them all to sleep but for Puddleglum's intervention. Foiled, she transforms into a serpent, attacks them, and they kill her.
It is my contention that the Lady in the Green Kirtle is Lewis's caricature of LĂșthien, with the enslaved and befuddled Prince Rilian representing Beren; and further, that Lewis knew or recognised that LĂșthien and Beren were a literary portrait of the Tolkiens, so that The Silver Chair is ultimately a nasty commentary on their marriage.
In forthcoming reblogs I will lay out my evidence for this thesis.
The Silmarils, gouache on bristol paper, 42 inches (3.5 feet) in diameter
I made a thing! Illustrations about the story of the silmarils in red-figure pottery style. It was fun to work on such a large scale.
You can see all the individual scenes and my references here. I'll also be posting them a few at a time!
How it feels like everytime i make another annoying silmarillion reference while watching lotr/ hobbits movies around others
In honor of The Professorâs bday today, I redrew on of my first and favorite bits of Silmarillion Silliness xD
old version here, crazy improvement in 5 years

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Two old sketches of LĂșthien & Beren
(Apologies for not replying to any messages lately. Iâve been buried in my thesis. Iâll finally have more time to catch up at the end of November! â€ïž)
LĂșthien and the Hound of Valinor, Huan
how silm characters react to being faced with a horror beyond comprehension:
- fëanor: comprehends it out of spite. goes mad. possibly becomes an incomprehensible horror himself
- fingolfin: comprehends the horror. walks with the knowledge of horror for a century or so, quietly going mad. the day he snaps the land is aflame and he's riding to challenge the devil to duel
- finarfin: refuses to comprehend the horror out of spite. walks away from the horror. returns a century later to give the horror a beating, still refusing to comprehend it
- finrod: is so interested in the cultural background of the horror he forgets to comprehend it. possibly spends a year just chatting it up
- beren: comprehends the horror, walks away forever changed by the knowledge which he can't quite remember but which will forever haunt him, never speaks of it.
- luthien: uno reverse. the horror comprehends her
- eönwë: outhorrors the horror like some sort of an eldritch creature show off. comprehends it and is not impressed.