A Chronicle of Maedhros
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Last published Fri, May 15, 2026
An account of Maedhros, son of Feänor, and his time upon Arda. Following from his years of capture and torture in Angband until his death, Maedhros struggles with himself, his deeds, depression, and suicide, as well as with the Oath of his father and of himself. But for all the darkness that surrounds him, they may yet be those who bring out the light.
Gay romance, gore and violence, non-con, sexual themes, lots and lots of blood, and of course, good old death. Please be aware of potential triggers. Canon compliant with J. R. R. Tolkien's The Silmarillion. Cover art by myself.
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