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Gilmith daughter of Imrazôr and Mithrellas

Summary: The traditions of the House of Dol Amroth say little of Mithrellas, and even less of her true nature (written for @tolkienfolkloreweek).

Rating: G

Word Count: 2.7k

There were tales among the Men of Dol Amroth of women of the sea—foam-maidens, they named them, for of course they were always maidens. In the tales, they dwelt deep beneath the sea, far past the Bay of Belfalas, with hair like the spray of seafoam and arms that glistened like the luster of pearls and tails that glinted silver beneath the waves. With the flash of their eyes and the wild chant of their songs, they lured men beneath the waves and into the catacombs of their caves far below. 

They came at times into the bay, or so the stories said, to perch upon the rocks and comb their hair and tempt men to follow them, and those brave or foolhardy enough to follow met sorry ends. Still more tales abounded of men who had thought to trap them, to lure them to the shore and make them their brides, and had woken in the night to find pools of water glistening upon the floor, and silver scales glittering among them. That none had ever seen a foam-maiden did not dissuade the men from their stories.

Mithrellas listened to the tales with patient scorn. If any such woman was to be found, she would already have been seized, for if there was something men could take, in thought or deed, and name it a prize, they would.

She was not a foam-maiden, but she was of the Eldar, and therefore a prize, a treasure to be kept within the white walls of the city, little permitted to stray afar for fear of meeting peril.

Late submission for @halfelvenweek for Day 5 (Gilmith).

I have previously written a pair of stories in which Gilmith meets Maglor by the sea, two years after her mother Mithrellas left, and a second time when Gilmith is beginning to age. Gilmith reminds Maglor of Elrond and Elros and he feels that any comfort or explanation he can try to offer for his fellow elf Mithrellas is inadequate, but to Gilmith what he does say is meaningful and at the end of the second encounter she asks him to stay with her a little while. He agrees. A little while can stretch a bit, when the person involved is an elf born in the Years of the Trees...

Seasons come. Seasons go. Gilmith’s hair turns white, old age finally catching up with her. Maglor’s hair stays black. He remains with her until the end, a discreet presence held by her request.

Gilmith dies as the sun rises over Dol Amroth, painting sea and sky in brilliant colours. Maglor, who cradled her in his arms over the past hours to ease her breathing, gently puts her down.  The low sounds of the lullaby he was humming cease.

Maglor leaves. The rest belongs to Gilmith’s mortal relatives. A fresh grief blossoms alongside ancient pain, as he walks on in sunlight.

(100 words in MS Word)

The previous ficlets (links go to AO3):

First encounter: Half-Elven

Second encounter: A Distant Shore

@halfelvenweek​ day five | princes of dol amroth | gilmith

11.21.2022

Presumably the answer to that is no it was not hard for them to reproduce, it is just a matter of elves and men marrying that seemed to be the rarity. 

The elven/men relationships that seemed to be fruitful seemed to have always produced children:

Dior x Nimloth = Elwing, Elured and Elurin

Tuor x Idril = Earendil

Beren x Luthien = Dior 

Imrazor x Mithrellas = Galador, Gilmith

Aragorn x Arwen = Eldarion and Daughters

Then Erestor is said to be Peredhel, and a product of an Elven/Men relationship