Thesilmarillion Stories

A book of Candy's artwork for the Hobbit, Lord of the Rings, the Silmarillion, etc. *updates are very slow in this*

A poem for Maedhros and his struggles about the choices he had to make. About the how he had to choose between the Oath and his morals.

To help me keep track of potentially the largest collection that I own, and to feed your curiosity about what Tolkien related items I own.

Join me as I venture into writing 300 short stories about my favorite Elven Lord and his adventures ranging from the 1st Age to the 4th. With guest appearances from his many friends and enemies over the Ages in the magical word of Middle-Earth. Perhaps I'll take requests later on.... All of these wonderful, deep, characters belong to the true master of writing, Tolkien!

**EDITED UNLESS IT'S COMPLETED** The Tale of the Early Age of Arda from the Perspectives of Anár Venyelentári from Genesis to the First Age of the Eldar (People of the Stars) *** The forgotten and oldest legacies lay ahead and the ancient beings held sway in the sprawling world of Arda. The tale starts with the evolution of the diverse realm. The story spans aeons, from the birth of the forms of life and the emergence of the Primordial Elves. The Story witnesses the birth of Laurelen and Tyelperamo, the primordial ethereal beings of immense grace and power, as well as the crafting of the mother jewel Elemmírë, a powerful relic that will shape the fate of Arda. Followed by the rise of the most ancient House of Venyeleni to the enigmatic lives of Calaquendi, whose struggles bloom the new era of the next generation in Valinor. A tale of the first beings of Arda will make everyone react to how it started.

Here's some of my oneshots that I've posted on my Tumblr, Elfy-Elf-Imagines. Feel free to send any requests for oneshots you might have! I write for all the elves in the Tolkien-verse! ♡

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Music of the Ainur. Tell me my confession; hence, what shall be the sense of this world's and mine creation?... As me and we all walk within the dampness, My name is Melethiel-I'm sharpshooter in Mirkwood forest. I was wondering, stumbling upon Legolas the elf, My heart has now found the second half. It doesn't seem-that's now the end, Other things I meant. Sensitivity feeling upon a Sun oven-tray, they all headed me to; I feel, I see none a tomb. Penance for disobedience. Thus, it means-they never deserved me (!), I've never wanted a tough relief, only if... So, Creator asked me, and I responded: "I didn't like to live". Obscurity-I'd thought, I still think-this's a cure... For, there is a heavenly ladder I want to climb. It's all because, I'm Somewhere in unique place-between the time and a space! Silmaril in winds, Silmaril in skies, and Silmaril in waters. Never are forgotten by the Elven Middle Earth walkers. There is now an end to the Sacred Oath. Gods have sung, and, obscurity had, slowly, faded in - from very beginning, both.

A collection of headcanons, oneshots, imagines, poems, memes and art, ranging from the raging Feanorians to gentle hobbits of the shire.

A short musing about what might have passed between Beleg and Mandos, upon Beleg's arrival at the Hall of Mandos, after he was slain by Túrin Turambar.

Enter the world of Tolkien right after his world was created, elves resided in the land of Beleriand. The seven sons of Feanor also lived there, one of whom caught your eye after you were saved by him when orcs were chasing you. Maedthros, the tall, red-headed, and fiery elf prince takes you to his family's home and tends to your wounds. As you heal, you grow close to his family (except his father, whom you despise) you also discover alarming secrets about yourself and your heritage.

At the end of the War of the Ring, Orcs find the ring on two hobbits. The world changes in a blink of the eye under the rule of Sauron and its up to Arwen Undomiel to save Middle-Earth with the help of a few friends. Meanwhile, Eowyn must help rule the lands of the south during times of war.

My random book of Legendarium. Mostly about silmarillion, but not all of it. Many of my opinions are included, so please don't get mad if you read something displeasing.

What if Morgoth wasn't the creator of all dragons? What if there were dragons that were free of Morgoths control? And what if there were elves that were not immortal, and there was land so far away only Eru knows about it? A young elleth finds a broken raft of sorts with four strange stones upon it, she unknowingly bring in four dragon eggs into Doriath. When they hatch, the elleth fears the worst, but they are not what they seem. A young Gondolin guard finds a silver stone within the Encircling Mountains that protects her city, she unsuspectingly becomes the raiser of a dragon. A Fëanorian, shadowed by her kin-slaying brothers, becomes known when she accidentally brings dragons into her brother's halls. When disaster strikes the kingdoms, can these young Eldar and the dragons defend it? Or will the kingdoms fall apart?

The tenth entry of the 2020-2021 Film Journal is "1917". First, I discuss my highly unique experience of seeing this film which broke my hiatus from movie theaters caused by the pandemic. Then, I take a hard-look at the narratives of war and how this film, perhaps the best picture of this cinematic year, portrays, subverts, and discusses those themes through visual and film storytelling.