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  1. Summary

    Stories of Elrond and the elves he loved dearly throughout the ages. Includes explicit sexual descriptions.
    Works refer to one another, but can be read as standalone pieces too.

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  1. Public Bookmark 3

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    “We saw you jump out of the window,” Elrond laughs bitterly.

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    25 Nov 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 26

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    Elrond fights his way across Eregion and saves Celebrimbor from a cruel death at the hands of Sauron; in turn, he gets captured by the Deceiver, and no one is able to save him.

    On the very edge of Middle-Earth, a very ancient elf turns away from the sea he cast one of the cursed Silmarils into. He turns East, towards a lingering shadow, and sets off to find the child he raised.

    (Alternatively: The story of how Elrond Peredhel had the worst month of his life, but got to punch one of his father figures in the face by the end of it.)

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    11 Nov 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 1

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    When Elrond woke from the vision of Gil-galad's death, he did not cry.

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    04 Nov 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 80

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    02 Nov 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 24

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    Valinor was every bit as beautiful as the songs promised.

    Its streets glittered with the dust of diamonds, gleaming under the radiant light of a sun that shone brighter, purer over the hallowed lands than it ever had over Middle-earth. The peaks of the Pelori, soaring and snowcapped, loomed pristine in the distance, mocking her with every glimpse. These were not mountains that had ever known the tread of an orc's foot, nor suffered spilt blood or harrowed screams. Even the sands of Eldamar were white and silken underfoot, nothing like the abrading grit of the beaches of Belfalas where her mother had once reigned.

    Celebrían hated it.

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    On names, grandmothers, and what it's like to live when the whole world thinks you should not have.

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    01 Nov 2025