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valinorianyears · 9 months
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A young Elenwe surfing near Tol Eressea
Tol Eressea is home of the most ancient cities of the eldar in Valinor: Kôr and Avallone. While Kôr was the old home of the kings, the spirit of the eldar, Avallone was the beating heart of the eldarin culture. While the Vanyar loved the air and the winds, the teleri loved the waves and the water, and together they held surfing contests. Elenwe, whose power laid in manipulating said winds, won a staggering amount of times before anyone found out and she got banned from public contests. Still, there are songs sung about her skills.
(Turgon still hums that song every now and then when the thinker-wrinkles on Elenwes face get to deep while working, just to cheer her up)
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velvet4510 · 6 days
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Haven of the Eldar by Benef
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tenth-sentence · 1 year
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Then the far-sighted among the Elves that dwelt in the Lonely Isle would see her like a white bird, shining, rose-stained in the sunset, as she soared in joy to greet the coming of Vingilot to haven.
"The Silmarillion" - J.R.R. Tolkien
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aipilosse · 1 year
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In a Strange Land - 2
After the shock of being stuck on Tol Eressëa wears off, Coroniel and Pegolodh send some letters. Cori goes house-hunting, and Pengolodh starts a new hobby or three.
Come for the nightmares of past lives, stay for tensions over land use in Avallónë.
Read Chapter 2 on AO3.
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aureentuluva70 · 2 years
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Meriltari, Mother of Gil-Galad and Lady of Tol Eressea.
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tanoraqui · 1 year
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I was thinking jokingly about how if Idril is alive in post-War of Wrath Valinor and Finrod is alive in post-War of Wrath Valinor and Turgon is not, Turgon is taking at least a millennia to heal before coming out of Mandos, then Finrod is 100% like, "Free daughter!”
...and then I realized that Finrod very likely promised Turgon just that at some point between Elenwë’s death and the retreat to Gondolin. And now I’m sad.
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deadqueernoldor · 7 months
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Ppl deeper into tolkien lore, I have a question for you: I might have hallucinate it into existence, but arent there like 2 distinct norldorin societies in Aman? One of those who didn't cross the ice or left after the Darkening (those remaining in Aman proper in Tirion), and the exiles returned on Tol Eressea?
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arofili · 2 years
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@tolkiengenweek day one | mentorship ● community | the lambengolmor
Though Fëanor after the days of his first youth took no more active part in linguistic lore and enquiry, he is credited by tradition with the foundation of a school of Lambengolmor or ‘Loremasters of Tongues' to carry on this work. This continued in existence among the Noldor, even through the rigours and disasters of the Flight from Aman and the Wars in Beleriand, and it survived indeed to return to Eressëa. Of the School the most eminent member after the founder was, or still is, Pengolodh, an Elf of mixed Sindarin and Ñoldorin ancestry, born in Nevrast, who lived in Gondolin from its foundation. He wrote both in Sindarin and in Quenya. He was one of the survivors of the destruction of Gondolin, from which he rescued a few ancient writings, and some of his own copies, compilations, and commentaries. It is due to this, and to his prodigious memory, that much of the knowledge of the Elder Days was preserved.
—The History of Middle-earth: Volume XI: The War of the Jewels, “Quendi and Eldar”
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“Loremasters of tongues” and “linguistic loremasters” are two canonical translations of the word Lambengolmor
Fëanor, Rúmil, and Pengolodh are the only characters who are canonically part of the Lambengolmor
Rúmil’s epessë Saratitamo is my headcanon; it translates literally to “maker of the Sarati”
We don’t know for certain that Rúmil taught Fëanor, but it is likely considering Fëanor’s expansion of his work (adapting the Sarati to the Tengwar)
Fëanor obviously did many other things besides founding the Lambengolmor and creating the Tengwar, but those are his two achievements related to this topic
Quennar i Onótimo was a loremaster of Aman and possibly of Beleriand; he wrote mostly about timekeeping (thus his epessë i Onótimo, meaning “the Reckoner”); though he is not specified to be among the Lambengolmor, his first name means “elf-speaker” and he canonically devised the word menel, “heavens/firmament,” which in my mind makes him an excellent candidate for a linguistic loremaster
The Quettúri (“word-masters”) were a concept related to the Lambengolmor; we don’t know Quennar was associated with them, but I wanted to include them in this edit so I used him as a link between the two organizations; in coining new words, the Quettúri specifically exercised lámatyávë (“sound-taste”), the practice of taking pleasure in the sounds and forms of words (phonaesthesia)
Penlod’s place among the Lambengolmor of Gondolin is my headcanon; I put them as the leader of the House of the Pillar (later taking on the House of the Tower of Snow as well) and the chief loremaster of Gondolin
I adapt the Cottage of Lost Play into a school of learning and lore, and so I have given the characters who appear as storytellers in The Book of Lost Tales the role of loremasters, thus making them part of the Lambengolmor
Evromord was a proto-Rúmil character, and Gilfanon lived in the House of a Hundred Chimneys; I also headcanon they are survivors of Gondolin’s fall who sailed to Tol Eressëa after the First Age; Evromord’s headcanoned epessë Fennatir is neo-Quenya for “door-watcher,” a nod to his role in BoLT as the door-ward of the Cottage
Lindo and Vairilmë are the keepers of the Cottage of Lost Play in BoLT (Vairilmë’s name there is actually Vairë, but I tweaked it to distinguish her from the Valië); they are a married couple
Ilverion Littleheart is the son of Voronwë (though I headcanon Voronwë adopted him), and is another storyteller at the Cottage in BoLT
Meril-i-Turinqi is the Queen of Tol Eressëa in BoLT, and since she also tells stories I have made her a loremaster as well, though she acts primarily as a patron of the Cottage and does not dwell there herself
Quendingoldo is the Quenya name for Pengolodh
For more on my headcanons about these characters, check out these posts in my Peoples of Arda edit series: Lambengolmor, Cottage of Lost Play, House of the Pillar
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ads-for-nothing · 12 days
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It's a shame tolkien died, he could have written at least two more versions of a poem about an Elven town that might or might not actually be about the English town of Warwick.
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valacirya · 2 months
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In all the long years of his life, Elrond had never once resented his mother. He had grieved for her. He had raged at everyone who took her away from him. But he had never resented her. How could he, when his first memory was of her, illuminated by moonlight, singing an ancient Doriathrin lullaby? When his last memory of her was of her tearful but fierce eyes, looking at him like he was the hope of the world. Even in his darkest moments, Elrond never doubted his mother’s love for him.
Earendil was a different story. Earendil had left. To save the world, yes, but that hadn’t mattered to a six year old boy who had just wanted his father. Elrond could never truly forget the despair of those days. It had been simpler when Earendil was the Star of High Hope. Easier to name his daughter and foster son after him, to wear his sigil with pride.
Now though, in a house on the shores of Tol Eressea, Earendil isn't a legend. He’s just a man, with Elros's eyes and Elros's hands and Elros's smile. A man who left his sons… to save the world for them. "I tried to save the Shire, and it has been saved, but not for me. It must often be so, Sam, when things are in danger: someone has to give them up, lose them, so that others may keep them."
The sun is setting below the glistening sea. Celebrian and his mother are engaged in a game of chess. Gil-galad and the twins are plotting some new mischief. There is a letter from Maglor on the table, waiting to be read.
Earendil is watching him with so much love and pride that he feels his heart break a little more. Enough is enough, he thinks. It is time to heal.
Elrond goes to him and says, “Teach me how to sail.”
The smile his father gives in return is brighter than the stars.
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rittare · 9 months
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Uinen before the telerin mariners on the shores of Tol-Eressea.
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velvet4510 · 8 days
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lkaluna · 8 days
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He plans on building himself a cabin in the woods, away from civilization and regaining the contact with others slowly. 
If it were his decision, Maedhros would probably go on and start appearing publicly again, but it might be kinder on other people not to. He’s relearning self-control and respecting boundaries, he’s not going to leap into politics immediately. (He will get into politics again soon, that much he is sure of, just not perhaps this soon.)
The cabin in the woods sound more appalling every time he thinks about it. Too far away from people, how is he meant to re-accustom others to his presence when there are no others around?
He mentions so much to Caranthir the next time he ends up laying on his brother’s couch, smoking some suspicious leaves Amrod apparently dropped of a few weeks earlier and Moryo just laughs. 
„We have a house on Tol Eressea. My wife hates the island, but the taxes for selling property there are horrendous.”
„You’re offering I could stay there?”
„Transferring property to family is free. Promise to reimburse us sensibly once you are able and it’s yours.”
„Your wife won’t mind?”
„She’s been offering the house to every reasonable relative, you’re the first who even considers it. Trust me, she’ll be delighted”
„You know, you were always my favorite brother”
(In a hindsight, he should have probably asked why does his sister in law hate this house so much.)
The first time he saw her, Maedhros was convinced he had seen a ghost.
(She lives on this island, it’s the newest, biggest market they just opened. Why should she not be there?)
(If only he haven’t seen her on bloody a marketplace before.)
The second time it happens, Elwing sees him too and freezes. He considers approaching and apologizing, but Fingon keeps giving him the talks about giving people space, so instead he just nods and gets out of there.
(He considers mentioning that meeting to Fingon, but decides against it. They are only starting to be at ease with one another again and that would worry him too much.)
They keep running at one-another and he knows she’s uncomfortable. He is too. For a brief moment, he plans on giving up this doubtful pleasure (really, new market or not, why are there so many people there, all buying spices?) and going back to shopping on a smaller, local market but then she deliberately snatches the last pink melon from the stand after seeing him reach for it and that really pisses him off. 
(Fingon was going to visit, and considering how one flavor he always adored was that of pink Vanyarin melons, Maedhros really doesn’t think he can be blamed for his later actions.)
A week later, he overhears her talking to a woman he can only assume to be Galadriel’s daughter about needing to buy cloves for Earendil’s favorite dish and promptly makes sure to purchase all the remaining ones.
It’s a war now and there’s no knowing who will break down first.
Afterwards, it would be foolish not to expect a retaliation, so the next time Fingon visits he makes sure to get to the market extra early. He reaches the melon-seller, just to be informed that all of the fruits have already been sold out.
A seagull laughs at him.
Better person would have given in. Luckily, he really doubts that Elwing sees him as a better person.
He persuades Caranthir to help him bribe the vendor into sending the next month’s delivery of cloves directly to his house.
(In a hindsight, the unfortunate chain of the house’s ownership is to be blamed on birds. They shit on the porch constantly. Elwing really does not control the local pigeons (but will not, under any condition, ask them to stop, not while he is holding the cloves hostage). It’s not her fault he moved into this neighborhood. They even exchange a couple of semi-polite letters on this matter.)
A couple of years latter, Elrond almost gets an aneurysm after coming across his mother and Maedhros shopping together and discussing which of the vendors has the best tomatoes. 
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tenth-sentence · 1 year
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But the island was not moved again, and stood there alone in the Bay of Eldamar; and it was called Tol Eressëa, the Lonely Isle.
"The Silmarillion" - J.R.R. Tolkien
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aipilosse · 1 year
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In a Strange Land - 3
Coroniel goes back to her inventive roots and is visited by a very old friend.
Read Chapter 3 on AO3.
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