The meeting in Mithrim.
Caranthir, looking at Angrod and Aegnor : Oh, Hello, Well, it seems we can't get rid of me and I can't get rid of you.
Maedhros : ¡Morifinwë!
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Aegnor & Andreth.
You are no Beren, nor I Lúthien— our fates are sundered by the fathomless Sea.
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Can we take a moment to talk about that generation that consisted mainly of the grandchildren of Finwë?
I mean, look at this:
Dead, Good as Dead, Dead, Dead, Dead, Dead, Dead, Dead, Dead, Dead, Dead, Dead, Only Alive Because Her Family Had the Presence of Mind to Stop Her, Dead, Dead, Dead, Survived.
Galadriel really was the only one who survived.
And this hits me hard when I think about it.
Because a writer puts a bit of themselves in every character.
The part of Tolkien that I see the most in Galadriel is the part of him that survived the war.
After all, he was part of the Lost Generation. Two of his closest friends—Robert Gilson and Geoffrey Smith—died in the war. Tolkien and Christopher Wiseman were the only two of their fellowship to survive.
Only Galadriel survived.
That was what the Grandchildren of Finwë were. They were the Lost Generation. An entire generation slaughtered.
The regret, the lamentation, the grief. Galadriel knew it well. She lived it because Tolkien lived it.
And I don't know why, but for some reason, this speaks to me louder than any history book ever has.
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One last spoiler and I will post the finished one tomorrow
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Two Half-Kings and a Full Lake Between
In the aftermath of their tumultuous arrival in Beleriand, Maglor has scarcely managed to hold together the bruised and splintering House of Fëanor and their Sindarin allies.
Then, the Sun's first rising brings with it Fingolfin’s host of Ice-hardened Noldor, hungry for retribution. With battered hearts and fraying minds, the two half-kings must navigate fragile relations even as they face the impossible task of reuniting the Noldor under a single leader.
Join @polutrope and me for this Mithrim drama fest for @silmarillionepistolary. All chapters are now up!
Cover art by the brilliant @myceliumelium
Read on AO3
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Aegnor telling Finrod about that mortal girl he met and fell in love with…and his brother is sad, because he knows what will happen.
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thought i heard a red-winged blackbird
red-winged blackbird down my road
he'll be in there singing his heart out
he'll be telling me stories too
of where he went to winter last year
of how he's going back there too
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Earwen and Finarfin are the most even-tempered noldo around and somehow spawned these total chaos rockets who bite werewolfs to death, fall in love with mortals, and run off with hippies in the woods. Since Finarfin is more straight-laced than Turgon, the only explanation is that Earwen is secretly also an eldritch diva who presumably brews moonshine and has even less sense than her children.
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The grandchildren of Finwe and Nerdanel.
100+ hours over 8 months. It was so worthi it.
Can you name them all? (no looking at tags. :-P)
Edit: I forgot a comma and I think a lot of people are confused. (Me included.)
It's supposed to be: The Grandchildren of Finwe. And Nerdanel.
I'm so sorry. XD
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Since you seemed to like my last poll on this, I decided to do a part two with the elves I did not include last time. Hope you have fun!
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"It is one with this gift of freedom that the children of Men dwell only a short space in the world alive, and are not bound to it, and depart soon whither the Elves know not".
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'Speak of neither to me!' said Andreth. 'I desire neither. I was
young and I looked on his flame, and now I am old and lost. He
was young and his flame leaped towards me, but he turned
away, and he is young still. Do candles pity moths?'
'Or moths candles, when the wind blows them out?' said
Finrod. 'Adaneth, I tell thee, Aikanar the Sharp-flame loved
thee. For thy sake now he will never take the hand of any bride
of his own kindred, but live alone to the end, remembering the
morning in the hills of Dorthonion. "
J.R.R.Tolkien, Athrabeth Finrod ah Andreth, History of Middle Eart Vol. X, Morgoth's Ring
Andreth and Aegnor for the Tolkien Advent Calendar!
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i know gil-galad son of andreth and aegnor is A Thing but what about gildor inglorion son of andreth and aegnor. passed to finrod when he was yet very young, and andreth was beginning to struggle keep his lineage a secret. few questions are asked at nargothrond; finrod has a habit of fostering beorian children of whose parents he is fond, for weeks or months or years. it is no great thing to them, and their lord's private business, besides. so when the poor thing's parents perished in that terrible accident (mortals are so fragile, you see) of course he would take the child in and install him as a permanent part of his household. they don't recall his parent's names, and a profound grief flashes over the king's face whenever the subject is brought up, so they simply call him the son of the golden-haired one. at least one of his parents must have shared his hair color, after all, and even if they didn't, finrod is his adoptive father, in a sense. after enough time and tragedy they forget that he is meant to be mortal. no one questions that he does not age or die as the centuries pass. how much he knows of his own parentage is questionable.
he does know that he is the last of finrod's house in middle-earth.
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So happy to post it finally! House of Beor and house of Finarfin relationships are so special to me
Very much inspired by Atandil by @eilinelsghost
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