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  1. Rec 6

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    “You, a descendant of Lúthien and me, a relic of Fëanor. Aman’s beauty does not compel us, we spurn it and seek solace elsewhere. But we will find it so unbearable, the thought that Aman might go on being beautiful without us,” he picks small leaves and twigs out of her hair. “A child will put his hand into my favourite pond and feel a fish turn beneath his fingers. The rain will drum softly upon a roof we have never seen, and someone will open the harbour door because the air smells of the sea. We will have no claim upon any of it. We will not even know what we have missed. And still, here beneath the mallorn, with the night insects ticking in the grass and the leaves moving above us, you and I find that for different reasons entirely, we have both chosen an unbearable proximity to the world whose losses we know most deeply, having had a hand in them ourselves.”

    Arwen goes to die in Lothlorien. Maglor follows.

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    08 Sep 2026

  2. Rec 16

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    There are certain strains the songs always reach for yet never acknowledge. The Sindar are perpetually rooted: the trees know their king, the river comes when called, the girdle grows from the forest instead of enclosing the same. Ironically, the Noldor in exile are granted a similar ancestral fluency in mythic proportions, even by the scribes accused of being their greatest detractors. Finrod’s delving of Nargothrond is a harmonious communion with stone; the mallorn takes to Lothlórien like a native son returned. Whatever it is that the Eldar do to the landscape, the songs will declare it kinship. No such word exists for the rest of us. And so nobody knows why the line of Ulfang once chose the Foe, and kept choosing so.
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    In Third Age Gondor, a spy from Rhún writes an account of the Nírnaeth Arnoediad, chronicling the treachery of Ulfang’s host against the Union of Maedhros as he follows the historical trail of a posthumous epithet: the simple prefix ul, the Sindarin word for unsightly.

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    12 Aug 2026

  3. Rec 12

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    Nothing in Lindon is untouched, and everything has been carried here by something else. The cormorant carries fish to its nest, an infant princess is carried out of Doriath in a vase on a housemaid’s back, the river carries mountains to the sea, the Nauglamir is carried out of the frigid forest around the infant’s neck, the sea carries continents into clouds, a spit-softened Silmaril crosses the sea in a blazing bird’s beak. This, I think, is the oldest covenant in the world.
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    In a letter to Elrond, delivered to Elwing six thousand years later, Elros Tar-Minyatur reflects on his upbringing and explains what he means when he says he “chose mortality because his mother was a bird”.

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    12 Aug 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 6

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    In which Celebrían encounters a satsuma plum, the piercing insight of Finrod Felagund, and the two decide to paint each other’s skin. Or, Celebrían and Finrod do trauma recovery in their own unique way.

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    28 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 12

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    “Oh Elrond, you and I have lived long enough to know that ordinary people arrive at extraordinary cruelty by forgetting the past in perfectly reasonable increments as they plan for the future. I fear that the descendants of two children found sobbing beneath a bed amidst the ruins of their birthplace may one day come to lay waste to the cradles of another’s civilisation.”
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    In Fourth Age Gondor, King Elessar is set to unite the Harad city-states under the banner of the White Tree, whilst Arwen struggles with her father’s legacy and her own mortality. But as the date for the surrender and subsequent transfer of power draws nearer, a Haradrim campaign of resistance and subterfuge ramps up in Minas Tirith, and with Maglor Fëanorian’s unexpected appearance in the city, the descendants of Elrond and Elros Peredhel find they can no longer ignore the reopening wounds of First Age Beleriand.

    A story of Harad and the West, from the Union of Maedhros to the King’s Peace of Gondor.

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    21 Jun 2026