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  1. Public Bookmark 3

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    After the Dagor Bragollach, Fingon hears rumours, and sends Maedhros to Nargothrond to investigate.

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    21 Apr 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 26

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    Much ink has been spilled on what happens when one of the House of Fingolfin becomes entangled with one of the House of Feanor.

    This is the ink for when Fingolfin's only daughter says, 'Hold my beer.'

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    19 Apr 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 63

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    The stranger came to Nargothrond at dusk. He was covered in blood and carrying a spear.

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    18 Apr 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 5

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    In one swift movement, Maedhros crouched and took the round face in hand. The child paled, his lips trembling, and under Maedhros’s little finger, his pulse beat fast as a rabbit’s. What a contrast to how he had peered out from behind Rochen, hopeful at the thought that Maglor had come! Sickening, that hope. “Are you scared of me?” Maedhros said. “Good.”

    He might’ve put the fear of Maglor into them right then and there. It was what he had come to do: tell them that Maglor, their sweet Maglor, had pushed their mother into the sea. As did I, he would say. As did we all. Don’t forget you are among enemies.

    Maglor takes pity upon Elros and Elrond, from Maedhros’s point of view.

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    18 Apr 2026

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    Ugh,” Fingon says when he wakes up. His head feels both tender and thick, and the brilliant golden Tree-light hurts his eyes. He hasn’t felt so bad after a Gathering of the Fruits since the first time his father deemed him old enough to attend. The miruvórë Yavanna makes with her own fair hands from the honey of the undying flowers in her Garden is only offered at the high festivals, and it’s dangerously light, clear, and sparkling. It’s as easy to get swept away by it as it is to find oneself caught in the jaws of an undertow when swimming in the Bay of Eldamar, carried beyond oneself by a sense of wellbeing and mirth as inexorably as being carried out to sea.

    “Ugh,” someone agrees, and Fingon rolls over to find Maedhros in his bed, hair a red-brown tangle like seaweed on the pillow and his usually fair face decidedly pallid.

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    18 Apr 2026