Summary: Not all is well in Valinor, and things are not what they seem below the surface. A retelling of the decline.
Warnings: Possibly AU.

Thank you, Lyra for nominating this for a MEFA!

( Before the Fall )

For allie_meril, who gave me a lovely quote to work with:

For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can't readily accept the God formula, the big answers don't remain stone-written. We adjust to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a command or faith a dictum. I am my own God. We are here to unlearn the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.

- Charles Bukowski

It sparked a double drabble, exactly 200 words according to MS word, and very different from the original idea. Of course, Fëanor, major AU, PG?. I've wanted to write something of the sort for years and finally got the much-needed impetus. Thank you, Allie! I hope you're enjoying this.

( Not Set In Stone )

Mood awake Music Brooke Fraser - C.S. Lewis Song Tags: drabble, fëanor, silmarils, sons of fëanor

Summary: The death of Fëanor and its immediate aftermath as narrated by Maedhros, and how the story took its shape as we know it.
Warnings: Implied violence, battle wounds, character death. Possibly disconcerting.

( Do Not Go Gentle )

Summary: The death of Fëanor and its immediate aftermath as narrated by Maedhros, and how the story took its shape as we know it.
Warnings: Implied violence, battle wounds, character death. Possibly disconcerting.

( Do Not Go Gentle )

A fic inspired by this year's SWG B2MeM prompt 31: As a citizen of Middle-earth, one day you wake up with a choice: yesterday or tomorrow. Which would you pick and why? The marriage of Feanor and Nerdanel in five snapshots. Many thanks to oloriel, dawn_felagund and cirdan_havens for their invaluable feedback.

( Changing Lights )

Ambarussa is afraid of fire to this day. There were four instances in life that made him fear.

( Five Fires )

Submissions for the Back to Middle-earth Month project at the Silmarillion Writers' Guild. It just occured to me to post something new here, and since these have not previously been shared (except in abovementioned project), I might as well put them up in this journal.

Two one-shots, a drabble, a poem, and not all of them are about the House of Fëanor.

On the creation of the Silmarils.

( Discovery )

The disclaimer in the userinfo applies. Still.

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Carnistir, and a simple way to restore peace between his parents.

( Serendipity )

As always, the disclaimer on the userinfo page applies to all material posted here.

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A strange take on the Prophecy of the North, from Fëanor's POV. Possibly AU.

( Providential )