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    "So perhaps I love you not as a brother should love a brother, or perhaps exactly as a brother could have, with all the complication and contradiction that entails. I love your brilliance and your cruelty, your certainty and your blindness. I love the way you and Lalwendë moved through the world as if it owed you glory as your birthright, any compromise a defeat. I loved you all, and I resented you."
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    A series of letters to the departed and exiled Fëanor, in whose absence Finarfin's long-held fixation with his oldest brother comes to the surface, and mingles uneasily with his sorrow at the loss of his siblings and his children.

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    "If I could, I would reach past this land and towards the sea, searching for some old version of my Fingon, who exists outside the bloody tale of the Noldor in Beleriand, who can be mourned in isolation from all our other ghosts and all whom we helped make into ghosts. But my brother Fingon no longer exists in isolation. Dirges in war must be orchestral or silent: there is no in-between. Death was his reward, but not his alone."
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    On a rooftop three days after the Nirnaeth, Turgon rehearses a tripartite address he's scheduled to deliver the following day: an eulogy for his brother, an account of their final meeting, and his own coronation speech, in one.

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    "But there is one detail none of them have noticed, or at least none have recorded: in the upper left corner, in the very first panel showing Fëanor as an infant, Míriel's small watching figure is not looking at her son. She is looking down at her own hands, at the invisible needle, at the act of weaving itself, horror and disgust gnashing teeth across the pale threads of her face. As though she already knew."

    Miriel Þerinde sews a tapestry, puts on a show, and muddies the waters.

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    "Those who remain move through quieter streets, and tend to houses which now stand empty. They tend ailing blossoms in daylight, in gardens beholden to the sun. And Finarfin tends to them in turn, this king of circumstance, this lord of loss."
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    Finarfin encounters a persistence of bees.

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    “The Maedhros who stands before his son is not one thing but many. He is a struck-down statue. He is a fading demon. He is a sword in a nuclear war. He is historical debris. He is the sum of a nation’s ruin. He is the first sunset of the Empire’s apocalypse. He is Elrond’s beloved Baba, who would find him under every starless sky. Archives will dissect him. Historians will redeem him. Writers will swallow him whole.”

    In 1937, notorious Indian revolutionary Maedhros Fëanorian and his brother Maglor, take in a British colonial officer's twin sons and raise them to adulthood. Decades later, Elrond Peredhel, trying to leave a family tragedy behind in England, returns to India during a time of political turbulence and finds that everything, from the national landscape to his firebrand father, the ineffable Comrade Maedhros, has changed. Chapter 19: Epilogue, Afterword and 'Alternate' Ending.

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    "Lullabies do not make kinslayers. This he knows. And yet, it never stops the worry from curdling in his chest, the only constant of all the cradles he has sung beside. For the tune endures after all, and nothing empty can truly endure: every vacant hroä holds a fragment of the fëa that once forsook it. Can a song be washed of meaning? Is tenderness immune to ideology? Groping about blindly in the dark of their dreams, Elrond had always worried that he was not watering the crops for his children to harvest, but salting the earth before the seeds could be planted."
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    At a parade celebrating the the founding of Imladris, Elrond spots an unforgettable face in the crowd, a face he’s not seen for millennia. To his delight and apprehension, it is indeed Maglor Fëanorian, who brings with him two things. First, a suspiciously tame monkey he insists isn’t a metaphor. Second, the groundshaking admission that Elwing and Eärendil’s sons were not named Elrond and Elros.

    Or, a love letter to Maglor, Elwing, and Elrond.

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    "You're cataloguing my deficiencies again," Maedhros said without turning. His voice carried that new quality it had acquired on the mountain, that carefully modulated roughness it had never carried before. He had far too long to think, of course, and vet his own thoughts. And when there were people around to listen again, he felt as if each word had to be vetted by a committee before release. “You’re not meant to be cataloguing my deficiencies when we’re on holiday. There are probably laws against such things in more civilised parts.”
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    Six months after the rescue on Thangodorim, Maedhros and Fingon take a little vacation to relearn each other.

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    "Look at this, I wanted to tell the world. Look at this heron, this bird who carries the entire universe in its eye and still chooses to look at me. Chooses to count Fingon, the vicar's son, within the expanse of its gaze. What a tragedy it is that we human beings are born with so much love to give, then forced to live lives too small and sparsely furnished to ever accommodate more than a fraction of it. How devastating that we spend our earliest years learning how to fence away and leave fallow the most promising fields of our hearts."

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    British India, 1930s: early days of the ancient friendship turned lifelong love affair between notorious political gangster Comrade Maedhros Fëanorian and dance-master Fingon, the local vicar’s son.

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    "Maglor blinks at him, and then starts cackling, a fist pressed against his mouth, no longer the beautiful, stern regent but his little brother, and Maedhros finds himself joining in with the laughter, tears in his eyes. He's missed the intimacy of things like this, casual dalliances, fucking-and-then-laughing, stitching up wounds without asking too much about what truly caused them. Letting each time take its memory away with it, and leave them only with sound and feeling. The world stirs, and Maedhros wakes with it. The long silence that had been his life for so many years has finally broken."
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    Maglor finds Maedhros too hard for a discussion of his upcoming abdication, and takes matters into his very-capable hands.

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    "Everyone who knows Fëanor’s firstborn knows it is inevitable that at some point, the coin would drop and he would transition from pitiably traumatised to certifiably insane. One morning Maedhros finds himself groping around his mind to find Thangorodrim in the way of someone sleepily seeking their lover’s hand at the moment of waking. The coin drops."

    Fingon rescues Maedhros off Thangorodrim. Maedhros climbs back up it every morning.

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    "Maglor had looked Glorfindel right in the eye and said “did I ask you for your opinion, Mandos-nibbled timefucker?” with the deliriously vivid candor brought about by pain. Glorfindel had heard every resurrection joke in the realm but that one, which had sent Elrond out of the room in fits of high, hysterical laughter, had been so remarkable he almost fell in love on the spot."

    A cosy little vignette into the relationship between Maglor and Glorfindel.

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    "Putting aside Maedhros' inability to ever phrase anything in a sane let alone soothing manner, I see what he means," Elrond had mused, later that evening. "That the accident of our birth, two Half-Elves entering the world together, cemented our destiny as codependencies. Or comorbidities."

    "Codependent comorbidities, eh? Cheery thought," countered Elros, smiling. "But nothing is certain, my brother. Perhaps you and I are simply counterparts."
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    As the smoke clears from Dagor-lad at the close of the Second Age, Elros Tar-Minyatur finds his brother on the slopes of Orodruin.

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    "As long as he dwells here," smiled the Lord of Imladris, stroking the child's curly dark hair. "He shall be called Estel."

    "Not to be a contrarian," Elladan whispered, nudging Glorfindel with his foot. "But that's a ridiculous name, even for Ada. One of the worst yet, don't you think?"

    "Remember, my dear Elladan, it could always be worse. You know full well that if Elrond had his way, the boy would be called Elros Tar-Minyatur the 385th."

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    The elves of Imladris start a gambling ring, attempt to raise terrible toddlers and get bitten by them, meet, part and make the valley a home warmer than the heart of the world.

    (all works in the Feral Children series can and probably should be read standalone)

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