In which Idril employs a disguise, and Maeglin and Saelon enter into a precarious agreement with Lord Rog.
Saelonâs head turned longingly as they neared a bakerâs stall, where fresh loaves had just been drawn from the ovens.Â
âThey will have gone cold by the time we return from the Hammer Yard.â
Maeglin did not slacken his pace.
âI do not believe that is the official name for the forecourt of the House of the Hammer of Wrath,â he said, âand I would not keep Lord Rog waiting.â
Though none in Gondolin surpassed Idril in wisdom, she possessed also an unfortunate talent for choosing every turning save for the correct one.
Twice she stopped to ask directions, and each time she realized they presumed acquaintance with the neighborhood she did not possess.Â
Third turning after the dyerâs court.Â
Past the fuller, then left at the soap vats.
Unfortunately there proved to be several courts that contained dyers and more soap vats than she could count. She was altogether uncertain what a fuller was.
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Aredhel and Maeglin flee as far as Himlad before Eol catches them. In trying to take Maeglin back by force, Aredhel fights her husband and kills him, but not before sustaining a poisoned wound herself. Curufin does his best to heal her, but he is a warrior and artificer and not a healer andâdespite his effortsâhis friend fades in the night, leaving Maeglin an orphan.
Celegorm returns from his long absence to find two graves and a silent, grey-eyed ghost at his brotherâs table. In discovering his heritage, Celegorm takes Maeglin under his wing. He grows up in Himlad, learning bushcraft and the languages of animals and Noldorin artificing and smithing.
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Maeglin and Fëanor feel like similar characters to me.
This is not a defense of either of them or saying that one deserved better.
(Iâm not getting into the definition of Good & Evil and Tolkienâs morals vs my own, but I think presenting the sides/aspects of these characters in this way is helpful to my argument)
On the surface level they share many traits: Blacksmiths, tragic pasts that no one else has, issues with inferiority and superiors, fears about being replaced, a fall from grace, creepy attachments to female family members with blond hair.
They both desire to have more âphysicalâ evidence of their own acceptance in/position of being superior in their own societies.
For FĂ«anor itâs heirship and recognition of his works, because it has been questioned by his half-siblings existence. Maeglin desires Turgonâs crown and Idril to prove that he is a legitimate Noldor member of his family, which being half-sinda and competing with Idril as the heir has caused this questioning.
Despite their feelings of needing to prove their places within society, they are highly valued and respected members already. Fëanor is respected for his works and noted to have a positive relationship with Aulë. Maeglin was a Lord of his own house, a respected fighter, and had heavy influence on Turgon.
They also prove this to themselves by picking on âoutsidersâ/people deemed lesser (ie: Teleri, Edain, Huor & Hurin, FĂ«anorâs half-siblings & kin from a contentious marriage, Idril as a half-vanya woman).
They also have a fall from grace, though the main motivations are different. FĂ«anorâs main one is avenging his father while Maeglinâs seems to be power (but then again, I feel like the situation with Morgoth was a lot more complex than that).
A main difference aside from how much exploration they are given and the time span of their crimes, Iâd argue, is their racialized positions and how that affects how they are treated by Tolkien & the Narrative.
(Additionally how being a traitor to your liege lord is viewed vs. other crimes. Thereâs a really cool post on this but I canât find it. For the joining Morgoth part, again I think itâs really impacted by their situations. FĂ«anor has the ability to say no without harm and is inspired by his pride to say no. Maeglin doesnât)
Fëanor is 100% Noldor, a colonizer that created and led the first mass slaughter against his kin. Despite this, his legacy with characters that are not the SoF is tragic & positive. Fëanor is thought of highly by Gandalf, Aulë is sympathetic to him and his inventions go one to be catalysts for some of the acts that do the most good. You also have Celebrimbor using his symbol on the gates of Moria.
He also gets an ending that reflects the, letâs say, âGoodnessâ in him. FĂ«anor dies after fighting Morgothâs forces and goes out in a blaze the likes of which are never seen again. Those read as signs of a more heroic death and reflect how FĂ«anor is given mercy by the narrative despite his crimes. It also show the story still looks upon his legacy/actions and sees how he was once Good.
The character of Maeglin and his past falls into a lot of racist tropes (Black/Man of Color âstealing awayâ and assaulting while woman + probably a trope about betraying the Good White King), and his Sinda father is disparaged by multiple characters on the axis of his race (Curufin and Turgonâs comments ((See this cool post on the racial underpinnings in Of Maeglin)). Maeglin is never spoken of ever again after his death, perhaps because of this; though this might just because he was in Gondolin the hidden city. Maeglin doesnât get any thing in the narrative similar to FĂ«anorâs praise of character, aside from Penloth saying that he didnât sucumbe to torture bc he was brave (? I thinkâI have no citation here. Itâs weird anyways and actually puts him in a more villianious light to say he didnât join the bad guys bc there was âno other way outâ. Then again, multiple versions have him betray Gondolin for power alone).
His death, unlike FĂ«anorâs, is not used to point out the fact that Maeglin used to be Good. Maeglin is thrown off a cliff, just like his father who is already defined as evil within the narrative, after attempting to kill EĂ€rendil. It reflects how his fall has overshadowed who he was before it. Maeglin is not given any narrative mercy; he has become Evil and that is all the story cares about. There is no legacy of him that it thinks about.
Because of all of this I consider them narrative parallels. They are very similar and itâs interesting to view their differences and how the narrative treats them.
Once again Iâm not saying we should through either a pity party and try excusing them, or saying that they deserved better (well, for Maeglin Iâd just like more on his defeat and reflections of who he used to be by the narrativeâNot Tuor or Idril, it would be out of character and not something the victims of his actions should have to do). Iâm just pointing out my thoughts.
Where Iâm getting my info: Glances at Tolkien Gateway, what I remember from reading The Silmarillion and points from otherâs analyses.
"So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear⊠Evil be thou my good."
âSatan, Paradise Lost, John Milton
When I first read The Silmarillion as a teenager, I truly hated the ending of "Tuor and the Fall of Gondolin."
Because just a few chapters ago, we met Maeglin the child, growing up in the dark, quiet forests of Nan Elmoth. Maeglin the youth, listening to his mother's stories of beautiful Gondolin, where her brother is king. Maeglin coming of age, fleeing his father's house with his mother, and then losing her, and then watching his father being thrown to his death over the walls of the very city he had so long dreamed of living in.
Tolkien lets us hear the story from Maeglin's own perspective first: his hope, his love, his vulnerability... and then asks us to watch him become a monster. There's no closure, no redemption, no realization. He is tortured, yes. He betrays the city, understandable.
Then he serves Morgoth in secret for yearsâ removing all doubt in our minds that the betrayal was a decision made in a moment of weakness under duress.
The Maeglin who guarded his mother on her journey homeward; who once fought in the Nirnaeth Arnoediad refusing to stay in Gondolin as Turgon's regent; who was "wise in counsel and wary, and yet hardy and valiant at need... fell and fearless in battle..." that Maeglin would not have done such a thing. But that Maeglin simply no longer exists anywhere in the narrative.
Is that cruel, or strangely freeing?
There are (at least) two types of bad people in Tolkien's legendarium:
The cosmic, diabolical metaphysical evil of Melkor/Morgoth and Sauron, and then there is...
"moral evil": characters who do possess a conscience, and still perform wicked deeds. These are some of Tolkien's best characters (Maedhros, TĂșrin, and Boromir, to name a few). The evil done by these characters is tragic in the aftermath because the character is inherently good.
Maeglin falls into the second category, but he is special in that he is the only "human" (elf, you get it) who is allowed to become fully, unapologetically evil, after we meet have already met the version of him that is "good."
Maedhros throws himself into the fire. TĂșrin falls on his sword. Boromir repents. Just before the end, they all are able to see the awfulness of what they have done, and grieve that awfulness along with the audience. While they are committing their respective atrocities, the moral "true self" remains trapped somewhere inside, temporarily thwarted by oath, curse, desire, magic jewelry... but "deep down" still exists, and eventually awakens, and judges, and despairs.
If Tolkien had written another draft, maybe he would have given Maeglin his moment of regret and repentance. Or, maybe not.
In order for anagnorisisâ the "realization"â to occur, there must be a preceding period of blindness.
Maeglin is not blind.
Maeglin in Sindarin means "sharp glance." Eöl so named him: "for he perceived that the eyes of his son were more piercing than his own, and his thought could read the secrets of hearts beyond the mists of words."
As we said before, Maeglin doesn't merely betray Gondolin under the torment and deception; he returns to Gondolin, and there continues colluding with Morgoth until the end of his life.
Furthermore, Maeglin is someone who has agency. For better or worse, he has a great deal of control over his own life. He rebels against Eöl to seek Gondolin. Once there, he gathers the best smiths and miners in Gondolin and proves himself both in craft and in battleâ rising to be "mighty among the princes of the Noldor, and greatest save one in the most renowned of their realms." And long before he is ever kidnapped by Morgoth, he begins to desire power.
In short, one imagines that he sees everythingâ his past wounds, his place in the world, the very monstrousness of his own actionsâ and he acts even so, with intention, and with perfect precision. There is little doubt left in the reader's mind that he did evil, knowing it was evil.
In a way, that makes him even more evil than Morgoth and Sauron: after all, they never really had a say in whether they wanted be bad or not; discord is their very nature. Maeglin, on the other hand, makes a conscious decision to become bad and continue being bad.
Kierkegaard described angst as the "dizziness of freedom"â the feeling of realizing that we are blessed, or doomed, with total control over our own actions. That who we are is what we choose to do, and keep on doing, in every moment.
And so the will to freedom and self-determination that initially serves Maeglin well, and which makes us root for him early on as he escapes his father's dominion, is precisely the same force that ultimately leads him straight into his villainy. It is the natural consequence of an indomitable will desiring something it cannot obtain any other way.
Or, at least, the potential for that interpretation is there.
Truthfully, I think the story falls short of either expectation: it feels incomplete either as a redemption/repentance story or as a portrait of lucid damnation.
In reality Maeglin is killed off unceremoniously within the span of a single sentence, having transformed utterly into stock-villain-attempting-to-kidnap-princess-and-child: no soliloquy, no closure, no finale that feels fitting for someone who feels like he was created for the sole purpose of inspiring that final aria to be sung over his final scenes.
Maybe because The Silmarillion, intended more as myth than novel, was not meant to acknowledge evil of that nature.
As you can imagine, there are countless other thoughts rattling around in my skull about Maeglin, and generational trauma, and inheritance, and belonging, and "evil nature" and how the narrative itself is unjust to him... but I will spare you all for now. Good night!
Celegorm was very proud of his birch tree. He guarded it well and kept its leaves free from bugs and similar pests.
But one night, something curious happened.
Celegorm was sitting on a branch, enjoying the warm evening air. Fireflies were darting around, and he could hear an owl, hooting in the distance. The stars twinkled overhead and king Finarfinâs palace gleamed golden.
But there was a new light...at the base of the birch tree. A strange, glowing green lightâŠ
Celegorm dropped silently through the branches; making his way to the bottom of the tree. Now he could see that the light belonged to a little mushroom elf. He crept over to them; ready to shoo them away.
The mushroom elf looked around, and Celegorm gasped. He recognised him immediately! His pale face and intense eyesâŠ
âMaeglin!â Celegorm exclaimed.
âUncle Celegorm,â Maeglin replied; awkward and shy. âIâm sheltering here. I hope I am not a botherâ.
Celegorm sat down besides his young nephew. Maeglin, the son of his cousin and best friend, Aredhel.
âNot at all,â Celegorm said, with a warm grin. âYou can stay with me as long as you likeâ.
âThank you,â Maeglin replied. He returned his uncleâs smile, then settled comfortably between two big roots.
And Celegorm perched on a nearby root; ready to guard his nephew all night.