i think tolkien must’ve been sitting there giggling to himself while putting together the hobbit family trees for the appendices
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i think tolkien must’ve been sitting there giggling to himself while putting together the hobbit family trees for the appendices
"But Arwen went forth from the House, and the light of her eyes was quenched, and it seemed to her people that she had become cold and grey as nightfall in winter that comes without a star. Then she said farewell to Eldarion, and to her daughters, and to all whom she had loved; and she went out from the city of Minas Tirith and passed away to the land of Lórien, and dwelt there alone under the fading trees until winter came. Galadriel had passed away and Celeborn also was gone, and the land was silent.
'There at last when the mallorn-leaves were falling, but spring had not yet come, she laid herself to rest upon Cerin Amroth; and there is her green grave, until the world is changed, and all the days of her life are utterly forgotten by men that come after, and elanor and niphredil no more east of the sea.'
Here ends this tale, as it has come to us from the South; and with the passing of Evenstar no more is said in this book of the days of old."
The fate of Arwen upon Aragorn's death. Lord of the Rings Appendix A, V. Here Follows a Part of the Tale of Aragorn and Arwen.
Someday I WILL write a fic that builds on the incredibly queer dwarf culture that Tolkien hints at in the Appendices
>:)
For those who don't know, "My One and True Enemy" was my first Haladriel fic, published right after S2 ended. I've evolved a lot in my writing since then, so I sometimes go back to this and improve it. I just finished a thorough revision, adjusting dialogue and descriptions in all chapters. It's essentially the same fic I published between October and November, but improved and much longer! We went from initial 15K words to 18K words. There are 3,000 new words!
I encourage you to read it a try (or reread it). You'll like it 😍
https://archiveofourown.org/works/60067612/chapters/153265270
When you read LotR, do you read the Appendices?
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Yeah I had a feeling that I would end up wanting to share thoughts on "Fall of Númenor" Appendices 😅
Appendix A, "A Brief Chronicle of the 3rd Age of Middle Earth": a lot that's in "The Rings of Power & the 3rd Age" (The Silm) but some new to me! Here we go, ty ty!!
1. Ohtar, Isildur's squire, responsible for getting the shards of Narsil back to Valandil. It really can be those acts not from rulers, but from ordinary ppl, that come to matter! V JRRT. BUT Elrond said it wouldn't be reforged "until the Ruling Ring should be found again and Sauron should return."
2. Here's that fading, Arnor diminishing just because there aren't enough of them. They "became divided into petty realms and lordships, and their foes devoured them one by one. Ever they dwindled with the years, until their glory passed....but a strange people wandering secretly in the wild." 🥺🥺🥺
3. Yet, for a time, Gondor thrived! To the point that "it recalled the wealth and majesty of Númenor ere it fell." The White Tree (planted by Isildur in memory of Anárion 😭) "grew before the King's house in Minas Anor." That was until plague hit and wiped out many of the people, including the King & his family (you're up Stewards, the house of Mardil the Faithful). In that vacuum "evil centered again into the Black Land secretly", & the Nazgûl captured Minas Ithil -> Minas Morgul (how dare they defile Isildur's city 😭😭😭). One good thing from this time tho: 👋🏻 Rohan!! 🐴
4. Backing up a bit, meant to add, lol...the ancestry of the Dunedain, being of Isildur's house, "save in Imladris, was forgotten. Yet the shards of the sword were cherished during many lives of Men by the heirs of Isildur, and their line, from father to son, remained unbroken." 😮👀
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