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ten-summoners-fails · 3 years
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I left my GrumpyCounsellor alone for two years, and it shows.
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nemenalya · 7 years
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Given that I, as already established, don´t really like writing comments I decided to instead show my appreciation for @ten-summoners-fails´s wonderful Silmarillion fanfiction `The Seven Gates´ by drawing a scene from the new chapter. Unfortunately, or fortunately, I quite liked the entire thing and made the questionable decision to just go for all of it. So please enjoy a collage of her Councillor Tyelcano´s departure from Himring.
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ten-summoners-fails · 3 years
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"Cloaks were, as a general rule, of versatile use. They kept one warm, shielded them from weather and attention alike, and helped one mingle with the crowd so they would not be continuously disturbed by uninteresting everyday grievances, such as taking their potions in time.The latter, especially, was true for black cloaks, as Counsellor Tyelcano had observed; and yet, it seemed that most things he had identified as general rules would not apply in Turukáno’s realm. Not here, where the very air shimmered with silvery light; not here, where needle-thin towers oft seemed to reach as high as the very mountains that encircled them. The streets of Ondolindë were full of sharp edges, hidden corners and unearthly shadows; and Tyelcano felt one of them. He did not belong here, into this canvas of pale-coloured, painful beauty.”
The Seven Gates, Chapter 26: The Gates of Summer
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ten-summoners-fails · 3 years
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My contribution to @gondolinweek , day 5
Being,
1,3k words of Pengolodh’s Overthinking (and me realizing I ADORE his POV, but no, we CANNOT have more POV-s in The Seven Gates, we just CANNOT...)
and... I’m not crying, you’re crying!:(
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ten-summoners-fails · 3 years
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My contribution to @gondolinweek day 7
Being,
Glorfindel's corrections of the events in Chapter 2.
Apparently, Ecthelion lied to you! :D
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ten-summoners-fails · 3 years
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My contribution for @gondolinweek , day 2
Being,
a Not Entirely Objective Account on a Duel that Might or Might Not have happened between a certain Lord of the Harp, and a faithful servant of the Household of the Star.
POV: Ecthelion
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ten-summoners-fails · 3 years
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My last - and belated - contribution to @gondolinweek
“The accusation hangs in the air like a question, discreet, guarded; though there is nothing polite about the wording, Lómion decides.
Still, it is difficult to tell what politeness truly is. It may as well be than one is born with it, and in such a case, twofold he is cursed: once by the blood of Eöl and again by the blood of Aredhel.”
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ten-summoners-fails · 3 years
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THE SEVEN GATES
Chapter 27. Faith and Fallacies
The celebrations were over, the morning light was piercing and cheerful, and Summer had come. The Gondolindrim had left their vigil on the city walls and gone to rest, or enjoyed a rich breakfast; and silence reigned in the Tower of the King. The only sounds came from the study-room; for the King and the five lords that sat around the table were still profoundly engaged in their debate.
According to Tyelcano, the experience was about as pleasant as getting stuck between five different groups of enemy archers.
“So,” said King Turukáno measuredly, “both you and my brother… and Laurefindil…”
“And Nelyafinwë,” said Tyelcano. “That is why he sent me to Barad Eithel: so I would tell Findekáno. He could not go himself, and I was the only one to share his secret; yet alas! I have now broken my promise to keep it. Still, I believe you must know.”
“Indeed,” said Turukáno. “I have not told anyone about these visions myself, which, I am now tempted to think, was a short-sighted decision. Have you, Laurefindil?”
“He told me,” said Ecthelion, “and long since regretted it, for I would not stop pestering him. Had I not dragged him here, he would not sit with us this morn, either.”
“I can speak for myself, thank you very much,” the Lord of the Golden Flower quipped; but he looked at his friend with fondness.
Read on: https://archiveofourown.org/works/7078486/chapters/76694729 or https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11979570/27/The-Seven-Gates 
Cover background artwork (c) ALAN LEE
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ten-summoners-fails · 3 years
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My contribution to @gondolinweek day 4.
Being, a Not Entirely Objective Account on a certain Newcomer’s first appearance in Turgon’s council. (feat.: Rog & others)
also, My Favourite One So Far:)
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ten-summoners-fails · 3 years
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My contribution to @gondolinweek , day 6
Being,
a conversation between my Tyelcano & my Anardil, about... hope. If you squint a bit. I swear it’s there.
And also, about shame.
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ten-summoners-fails · 3 years
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Being, a set of terribly self-indulgent Gondolin snippets, part 1., for @gondolinweek
POV: Egalmoth
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ten-summoners-fails · 3 years
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No, I don’t believe this, either.
THE BOYS ARE BACK!
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ten-summoners-fails · 6 years
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'The Seven Gates' - Illustrations!
With her kind permission, I'll let you see the WONDERFUL pieces of fanart Unicadia has made for my 'The Seven Gates'!
Words can't describe how immensely thankful I am for this!
ENJOY!
>> CLICK HERE TO VIEW THE IMAGES - THE COLLECTION IS TOO LARGE TO POST TO TUMBLR. TUST ME, I’VE TRIED, AND TORE NEARLY ALL MY HAIR OUT. IT’S IMPOSSIBLE. <<
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ten-summoners-fails · 6 years
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 “ Somewhere at the edge of his vision, faint, silvery hues of light filtered through giant windows of painted glass, and the giant canopy bed engulfed his shattered body like an ocean of silken pillows. And the pain, that terrible pain from his dreams had vanished like smoke, like light-headed promises, like the snows of yesteryear. There was no pain, no death, and no fear. There was only peace, and solace, and that gentle silver-light, so very different of Anor’s intrusive burning… …could it be…? Staring at the ceiling, Tyelcano took a deep-deep breath, and let it out slowly, gently, relishing in the privilege of aghast relief. Yes. There was only one way to explain this – A dream. A terrible-terrible dream without beginning or end. Everything – the death of Finwë, the Oath, the Doom, the Flight, the ships, the battle under unforgiving stars, Fëanáro’s demise… …Nelyo… He, Tyelcano son of Ettelë, Counsellor of kings and mentor of princes was back in Aman now: in magnificent Tirion itself, where he belonged. That was the only possible, feasible explication. It had to be true. “
Read it on: Fanfiction // Ao3 // SWG
Header art by Anthony Brown
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ten-summoners-fails · 6 years
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...still in January, as promised. Word count is almost 6500. I'm sorry. Also sorry if there are typos - I couldn't start a second proofreading.
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“We’re not leaving you, Counsellor,” said Antalossë. “We’re a team.”
“Our mission is not to save my life but to deliver a message! And that message, to quote Lord Maedhros himself, is not worth ten lives!”
Well, that is not exactly what he said.
“Yet your life, Counsellor, is worth another hundred,” Senge said, very sincerely. “And I am quoting the lord as well.”
“I was unaware he ever said that,” Tyelcano raised his head in defiance. “Here you have the proof that he, too, can be wrong at times.”
“We’re not leaving you!” Nine voices chanted at him in unison.
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Read it on Fanfiction. net / Read it on Ao3 / Read it on SWG
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ten-summoners-fails · 7 years
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The Seven Gates, Ch. 18 - Morning Mist
“That robe of blue velvet was thick with duties and heavy with responsibilities; it smelled of blood and futile efforts, and reeked of mistakes and inconsistencies; yet there was also a lightness to it, a gush of wind and the strain of power. Still… now, as the Counsellor locked the last of its clasps upon the collar, he suddenly felt like his robe carried the Doom of the Valar itself, and their scythe had just bit his neck through the chainmail.”
Read it:
Fanfiction.net | Archive of Our Own | Slmarillion Writer’s Guild
Cover art was made by the wonderfully talented @rittare , to whom I’m really thankful for letting me use it.
Also, I would like to thank all of your for all your lovely comments! They have helped me brace myself and finish editing quickly - these scenes have been lying around for long, all they needed was a little tending.
Enjoy!
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