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Still more daily drabbles/ficlets/whateverthehelltheyare ...

It is said that Amandil set sail in a small ship at night, and steered first eastward, and then went about and passed into the west. And he took with him three servants, dear to his heart, and never again were they heard of by word or sign in this world, nor is there any tale or guess of their fate.

The fate of Amandil …

This Place )

Fëanor and Finwë argue about the Valar. I've intended something of a chaotic feel to this piece; Finwë is only reluctantly coming to the realization that something is afoot. This will culminate, of course, with Fëanor's exile from Tirion and the Valar taking Finwë's right to make the decision concerning the fate of his son and subject.

Blindness )

Maedhros on the plasticity of memory following Angband. Please note: This double drabble contains violence, not quite enough to warrant an adult rating but enough that I ask readers to tread with care.

None Need Know )

Fëanor replies to Finwë from Monday's double drabble Blindness about his growing mistrust of the Valar.

Perspective )

Maedhros on the day that Celegorm and Curufin arrive in Himring after being banished from Nargothrond. A double drabble.

The Calm Before )

The attempt to back up all of my daily drabbles on my LJ continues. I know that these are not new for most of my flist; for those who might read them for the first time, I hope you enjoy!

My daily-drabble project is on SWG here. It's updated daily ... more or less. ;)

On the way to Alqualondë, Fëanor thinks on the Silmarils. It has always been my private theory that part of Fëanor's obsessive pursuit came with the association of the theft of the Silmarils with Finwë's murder, almost as though to resolve the first would also resolve the second. This drabble explores this idea.

Longing for Light )

Today is Friday the 13th, and today's word deals with a phobia more irrational than most (and phobias are inherently irrational). So today's tribble--exactly 300 words--deals with what appears at first glance to be borne of paranoia and irrationality, a misgiving that leads to the creation of the Silmarils. This idea is expressed in The Silmarillion:

In that time were made those things that afterwards were most renowned of all the works of the Elves. For Fëanor, being come to his full might, was filled with a new thought, or it may be that some shadow of foreknowledge came to him of the doom that drew near; and he pondered how the light of the Trees, the glory of the Blessed Realm, might be preserved imperishable.
Irrational )

Fëanor, it seems, has taken over the daily drabble. Today's tribble again features him, but when the Word of the Day means "fruitful and productive," then who else but Fëanor comes to mind?

I've always believed that Fëanor was a difficult, demanding father but nonetheless adoring of his children. In fact, I spent an entire novel developing this idea. Today's piece looks at the same in the more reasonable length of 300 hundred words.

But a Stone )

Today's word is a funny one, so I've made an attempt at a humor piece. Celegorm cleans his room, in 200 words.

Housecleaning )

Today's tribble (300 words) is dual-purposed. For one, it is inspired by the Word of the Day, bibelot. For another, it is dedicated with fondest wishes to Cheryl, who asked for a birthday drabble called "Wet Elves." Well, it's only one wet Elf and I've chosen a different title, but I hope that it suffices. Happy birthday, my dear!

Eärwen watches her soon-to-be husband construct a special gift for her on the beach of Alqualondë.

Love in Pearls (a.k.a. Wet Elves) )

The Small and Secret Things is my daily-drabble project on SWG. Because I really should have these things saved somewhere other than SWG (as, indeed, I preach to SWG members about their own work), then I am putting them up here as well. Hopefully, every few days, I'll be able to catch up and post a few more.

Nerdanel remembers life before the Darkening and her estrangement from Fëanor. This is a weird tribble (300 words) with some darker themes but nothing graphic. It was inspired by Noliel's much brighter Swinging in the Rain for Seven in '07.

There Was Long Ago a Tree )

Maedhros on acclimating to Himring after life in Tirion.

Difficult )

Finwë considers Míriel's sacrifice for Fëanor. This loss--a husband's loss of his wife on an occasion supposed to be joyous--has always been to me one of the most tragic tales of The Silmarillion. My stories never quite do it justice … but I keep coming back to it nonetheless.

Exchanged Aborning )

Maedhros gives Rochallor to Fingolfin. This particular detail is not canon, but Maedhros did gift horses to the people of Fingolfin:

Of those horses many of the sires came from Valinor, and they were given to Fingolfin by Maedhros in atonement of his losses, for they had been carried by ship to Losgar.
-"Of Beleriand and Its Realms"

This piece consists of six hundred-word drabbles.

The Gift Horse )

Turgon contemplates the building of Gondolin. I have tried for an archaic, slightly overwrought style in this one because, well, today's word is archaic! It seemed fitting. Since I will soon be writing Turgon, it seemed the perfect opportunity to test his voice, which, in my mind is (you guessed it) archaic and slightly overwrought.

This piece is a quadrabble: exactly 400 words.

A City in Light )

And that's that for tonight. I'm tired and I'm sure my flist is quite full of Spam™ done drabble-style. :)

The Small and Secret Things is my daily-drabble project on SWG, based on the Word of the Day. Because I really should have these things saved somewhere other than SWG (as, indeed, I preach to SWG members about their own work), then I am putting them up here as well. Hopefully, every few days, I'll be able to catch up and post a few more.

The betrothal of Arafinwë and Eärwen. I tried here to capture the languor of Alqualondë in contrast to Arafinwë's restless anxiety at waiting for Eärwen's reply. This was tough ... in just 100 words!

Evening in Alqualondë )

Maedhros on standing up to Fëanor about burning the ships at Losgar. This moment has always had significance to me, for it is the first indication of Maedhros's understanding of the need--and power--of unity between the Noldor. Yet it also is the first proof of how the strife between the princes of the Noldor will forever damn their quest against Morgoth. It is a portent of many things to come.

The Failure of Logic )

Fingolfin tries to understand his half-brother's elusive affection. I have tried to use my "Nolofinwë voice" for this one: economical and to-the-point, focusing on physical (versus emotional) observations.

I totally blame Fëanáro for making him that way. ;)

A Study of Curufinwë )

I've never been a huge fan of the Valar, but I have always (oddly) possessed a weak spot for Námo "Named After My Halls" Mandos. It is always fun to try to get into the mind of someone strong (or cruel) enough to bear seeing the future and knowing that he can do nothing about it. Here, he watches the Eldar arrive in Aman.

The Venerated )

A double-drabble where Celegorm remembers his friendship with Oromë before he swears the Oath of the Fëanorians. I often ponder which son went first and which went last; in my mind, I often change their roles and try to develop the motives for each choice. It could make an interesting series of stories someday. In the meanwhile, it's a fun characterization exercise at least!

Torchlight )
Do your eyes deceive you? No! I have done a daily drabble again!

(Perhaps I should rename it the Occasional Drabble?)

Only it's not a drabble; it's actually 250 words. My mind can't even begin to conjure a name for this. (This from the woman who coined "drabunculus.")

So here, first, is the word of the day:

Word of the Day for 28 April 2006--'provenance' )

You are welcome to take this speaker to be whomever you want. I hear him as Maedhros, mostly because I'm a hopeless Maedhros fangurl. (I'm not going to pretend otherwise or attempt to conjure some pretentious reason.)

The Source of All Things )
I had all intentions of doing a four-drabble series on Monday and catching up from there, but alas, real life intervened. Between dealing with my car and an unexpected shower of warrants from the Warrant Gods and trying to finish my hubby's ghost story in time for his birthday, the drabble went the way of the dodo. Then yesterday's word was "cum." Cum! No, not meant in that way, but it's not a word I was willing to use in a drabble. Call me crazy. But today's word is simply too good to pass up. So consider this the resurrection (again) of the daily drabble.

Word of the Day for 6 April 2006--hobbledehoy )

This day's drabble is Maedhros and Fingon. In a friendly context, people! (Jenni and Alina, I can see your raised eyebrows and hear you thinking, "I just bet they were friendly!") You're welcome to interpret any subtext that you want, but I meant it as "friendly" in the non-nefarious sense, for once. Really.

This after I noticed a typo in the earlier paragraph: "This day's drabble is Maedhros in Fingon." Just low blood sugar. Nothing nefarious. Really.

Reunion )
Word of the Day for 30 March 2006--benignant )

The past few days, I have done serious drabbles bordering on depressing. But given today's word--and today's mood--I can't do that. After all, I get to leave work in a mere forty-five minutes and don't have to be back in my cell office until Monday. So it's high time for a light, fluffy, fun, happy drabble. Actually, double drabble. (If I'm going to break the mold, why not break it big time?)

Continuing the Tradition )
Word of the Day for 29 March 2006--invidious )

Today's drabble takes the PoV on Fingolfin. I used to not be very fond of Fingolfin, but taking his PoV once or twice during AMC made me have some heart for the guy. (Don't tell Feanor!)

The Favorite Son )
Obviously, I missed the daily drabble yesterday. I was a busy girl, finishing AMC and doing beta-stuff (and some work too...really!) and then utterly exhausted for my last two hours at work. So I thought it better to wait until today and do the words some justice.

Just a reminder to those who want to play along with the daily drabble, you can get the words at or through the [ profile] dictionary_wotd LJ feed.

So, without further ado, the words for yesterday and today are:

Word of the Day for 24 March 2006--stolid )

Word of the Day for 25 March 2006--metier )

Today's double-drabble incorporates both words and is built off of the Felak!verse notion that Maedhros is skilled in the arts of diplomacy, something not as obvious in his father.

Destiny )
I could hear you all sighing all the way in Baltimore: "She's missed a day already. After less than a week."

But no! I have not! I simply did the daily drabble late because I was busy at work today.

So, without further ado, here it is:

Word of the Day for 23 March 2006--paterfamilias )

Alina, I think you'll like this one, as it features cute!young!hott!newlywed!Feany. ;)

The Many Things I Am )
Word of the Day for 22 March 2006--succor )

"The Price of Succor" goes with the notion from The Silmarillion that the Noldor helped to build the Telerin city of Alqualondë. Fëanor uses this as his rationale for asking for the Telerin ships. In Felak!verse, Olwë has a son who is killed in the Kinslaying.

The Price of Succor )
The Word of the Day for 21 March 2006--aubade )

As tempting as it was to write a self-insert--given the presence of my name in the definition--I resisted and instead undertook more dignified topics.

Namely: drinking.

As my Elves are not the most temperant lot in Felak!verse, an "Aubade to Temperance" seemed something that they could all use. Well, apparently, except Macalaurë.

I assumed that the speaker was Nelyo, although it could be any of the brothers, even Fëanaro. I'll leave that up to you.

Aubade to Temperance )
While warning [ profile] ann_arien about the dangers of drabble addiction (and, yes, it does exist; I am surprised that the government hasn't started a coalition), [ profile] digdigil mentioned that she missed the daily drabble. Remember those days? When Dawn Felagund would spam your flists with a drabble every day?

Well, it's back.

My muses are officially back, so I'm going to restart the daily drabble. They're excited. I'm excited. And it's also the first day of Spring (although Maryland doesn't know it, with temperatures hovering around freezing this morning) and one of my favorite days of the year, so it seems a fitting start for the season.

For Those of You Who Need a Reminder, This Is How the Daily Drabble Works.... )
Here, then, is the word of the day for 20 March, the first day of Spring.

Word of the Day for 20 March 2006--paragon )

The Fate of Flowers )

Next comes a double-drabble (drubble?) in the spirit of Spring, about Maedhros' first spring after his captivity upon Thangorodrim. It has a very original title.

Also, I did something along these same lines for autumn, called "Awakening".

First Spring )

I'm dedicating this next one to my pals [ profile] ann_arien and [ profile] digdigil for their wonderful friendship, everlasting patience with me, and constant inspiration (and perviness). If you happen to read a little subtext into this one, well, so be it.... >;^)

Spring in Himring )

Am I addicted? Noooo, not me....

This last one is not a fanfic. I repeat: not a fanfic. Please suppress your gasps, you are frightening the muses.

Well, if you would like to believe that it is a fanfic, we will say that it is Macalaure speaking to Vingarie.

If you would like to believe that it is not a fanfic, we will say that it is Dawn speaking to her husband.

Either way: Bobby, this one is for you.

Sunshine )

And it's Spring! I'll be updating throughout the day with drabbles about Spring and the themes associated with Spring, and I invite you all to join me.
Bad 'gund forgot her daily drabble for *counts* four days. Yep. Bad 'gund.

So since decided to be nice and send me the word nice and early, I'm getting it done early so that I don't forget or get to the point where there is simply no five-minute break available to write a drabble.

Funny thing, too, I used today's words in one of the droubles that I wrote for [ profile] juno_magic's birthday. I thought about doing one of the old words, given this, but already had an idea for this one.

Word of the Day--maelstrom )

Waiting )

In other news, I am not getting all of the notification mails from LJ when someone leaves me a comment or replies to one of my comments. I have heard that this is because LiveJournal has moved locations and so has a new IP address that is being snagged by SPAM filters. Hubby is looking into what we can do to keep Comcast from eating our LJ emails. Anyway, I am doing my best to check my most recent posts for new comments, but if you leave me something and I don't reply, I am not being rude, I assure you. I have probably not received notification. As always, feel free to email me at
If I'm going to waste my time now that NaNo's done, I might as well do so fully, right?

So the daily drabble is back. For those of you new to my LJ or just as a reminder, I do a new drabble each day based on the word of the day as determined by If the word inspires you to drabble too, I'd love if you'd share your drabble with me in a comment or by leaving me a link! (If you want to, of course. ;^D)

Oh, and the caveats: I do have a husband, a life, and a budding home business, so drabbling doesn't usually get done on the weekends. Expect a drabble series come Monday.

Sometimes I don't go with the precise word but with the theme of the word. So the exact word might not appear in the drabble but should be expressed nonetheless.

So, without further ado, I give you the return of the daily drabble!

Word of the Day--rubicund )

This drabble was inspired by an email discussion that I had with Alina about the bit from HoMe where it is said that people wondered at Feanor's marriage to Nerdanel as she was not the fairest of the Noldor. We both agreed that this presents an interesting twist to his personality, when he is so often portrayed as a ruthless perfectionist. Oh, and she also asked for forge smut that occurs in a forge, so until I get around to nurturing that plot bunny for a full-length story, here's a beginning in drabble form.

Feanor, in this drabble, watches his future wife in the forge and entertains some naughty thoughts of her. So it goes without saying that there is sexuality in this piece, so my underaged friends should tred with caution.

Unworthy )
Okay, I need an excuse to attempt another drabunculus. Yes, I've ignored enough daily drabbles to have enough words for a drabunculus.... *whistles innocently*

(First, though, the boring bit: The words of the last four days. Yes, four. Blame insta-drabbling. Blame lack of motivation. Blame...okay, just blame me.)

Word of the Day for Monday--aberrant )

Word of the Day for Sunday--lackadaisical )

Word of the Day for Saturday--abjure )

Word of the Day for Friday--sinecure )

Three Sons )

And [ profile] allie_meril had a wrecked day, and so I have written a drabble in her honor. So, Allie, here's your drabble. Wish I could give you more, but here it is, with a dose of {{{{huggles}}}}

(Eat a sugar cookie for me ;-P)

At the End of the Day )
Today's word of the day is "conurbation." As such, today's drabble(s) will have to do with the cities of Valinor and Beleriand.

As always, if you feel inspired to write a "conurbation" drabble about your favorite city, feel free to share!

Word of the Day--conurbation )

This drabble is Olwë, after the Kinslaying at Alqualondë.

A Haven of Lights )

The Ugly City )

Sandcastles )

This last one is a double-drabble (drubble?). I would be amiss if I didn't write about the city of my namesake: Nargothrond. So here goes :)

Nargothrond )
A combination of being busy and having reduced Internet access has left me with a backlog of drabbles. I'm going to tie all of these words together into a series--should be interesting, given some of the words! We'll see how I do :)

Word of the Day for Wednesday--gewgaw )

Word of the Day for Tuesday--palpable )

Word of the Day for Monday--laconic )

Word of the Day for Sunday--cant )

Word of the Day for Saturday--abstemious )

I've yet to write Curufin outside of "The Election Farce of Nargothrond," so today's drabbles trace the life of Feanor's fifth son until the Oath.

Of Few Words )
I'm going to find it hard to top yesterday's dark!drabbles and the wonderful discussions they provoked. Perhaps that is why I like dark writing so much (despite being, for the most part, an unfailingly cheerful person): because they are more thought-provoking than cute writing. I've done my share of cute!drabbles (although usually to underscore the fact that I am capable of writing happy things after a particularly long spell of darkfic, that I'm not torturing Elves in my basement [I don't even have a basement], and to prevent a mass exodus of serotonin reputake inhibitors to my flist). But cute!drabbles (and there are exceptions to this rule) usually inspire not much more than a "Hee! Fluff! Nice! *moving on....*" whereas the dark stuff tends more to coax out the Deep Thoughts™, to borrow [ profile] allie_meril's phraseology.

Anyway, now that I've gotten that particular ramble out of my system....

Word of the Day--onus )
It's Arafinwë's perspective, just to let you know. (Although I think that's pretty clear.)
Homecoming )
Blame [ profile] tarion_anarore for this. She's the one who latched the nuzgul onto my leg by pointing out that I kill Maglor with far greater frequency than the other Fëanorians. In particular, she asked for dead!Caranthir. Well, she got him....

Word of the Day--sempiternal )
Wednesday's Word of the Day--beneficence )

I am warning you all: These drabbles are very dark. They are violent and disturbing. Do not read them if you are bothered by such things.

You have been warned.

Punishment )

Mercy )

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