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  1. Rec *

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    "Míriel has recovered herself," Indis said. "She has rested long and well in the Halls of Mandos, and misses now the craft of her hands, the light of the Trees—have I guessed right?"

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    17 Jun 2023

  2. Rec *

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    Barad-dûr has fallen. Celebrimbor does some light metalworking for the sake of sentiment (and maybe something more).

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    22 Sep 2019

  3. Rec 66

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    "Hail Earendel, brightest of angels
    Sent over Middle-earth to men."

    Eönwë plays messenger as Elwing and Eärendil begin to adjust to their new lives as a lighthouse keeper and a star respectively.

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    12 Jun 2019

  4. Rec *

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    AU based on The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir (familiarity with that story's not required).

    Wherein Shen Yuan transmigrates into a harem intrigues romance novel (gay edition), Yue Qingyuan really fucks up, Liu Qingge is not suitable for his job, and no one even remotely sees Luo Binghe coming.

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    14 Apr 2019

  5. Rec 3

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    "'Death is a curse'. The words were inscribed over the dark mouth of the crypt. Inzilân accepted the lantern her attendant offered her, light flickering within glazed, frosty green glass that cast a pallid illumination over the shadowed cemetery and the thicker dark of the antechamber of the crypt. Inzilân stared into the dark, a cold touch settling on her bones. She disliked this part of her duties, disliked roaming the halls of the dead. She straightened, glad that her back was turned to the procession; it would not have done for them to see her hesitation.

    "Back straight, Inzilân entered the crypt."

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    13 Apr 2019