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    On the low and high (but mostly low and trashy) crafts of the Eldar.

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  1. Public Bookmark 7

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    “Oh,” Fingon says instantly, “If you truly think I am huge, I must tell you about my friend.”

    Finduilas pauses, suspicious. “You have a friend?”

    “Cruel. I have many friends.”

    “Name them then,” she demands.

    “My friend,” Fingon ignores it, “is even taller than I am.”

    Slowly, she draws back to stare at his face with pure disbelief, as if he has announced that the moon has moved.

    “No,” she says, flat as a door shutting.

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    Minas Tirith has seen countless visitors.

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    02 May 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 4

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    “We have given you time,” Celegorm said. “You are my brother’s wife. That gives me a share of you.”

    “Not to me, it doesn’t,” Silithúr snapped, and had gone to take refuge by Curufin, who looked upon her fear indulgently. That was not the same thing as protection, she keenly knew. The problem with relying upon his word was that he had never understood her objection, only humored it.

    Eventually his patience ran out.

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    21 Apr 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 30

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    'If loving you were a sin,’ breathes Findekáno, reverent lips pressed to his shoulder blade, whispering as if in holy confession, ‘then I would be glad to burn.'

    This is the story of Maitimo and Findekáno through much tragedy and much less triumph, much loss and much more love, from the Years of the Trees to the end of the First Age.

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    22 Mar 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 84

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    There are empty spaces in their minds where memories should be.

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    16 Mar 2025

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    Fingon tapped a finger once, sharply, upon the desktop. “And do the orc marches sing of me?”
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    on orcs and Noldorin princes, and their academic pursuits

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    14 Feb 2025

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