Happy Birthday, Sirielle! (and your drabble series too)

[dawn_felagund]

sirielle asked for a drabble about Maglor’s fate after the last awful line in The Silmarillion. Since it is her birthday and also the holidays, I have given her several versions

Comments

[rhapsodythebard]

Oh Dawn, this set is just beautiful, from the Noldolante being told by Maglor himself, buy the magic he leaves behind for those who don't have it, to an almost x-files ficlet (sorry can't help it) featuring my beloved bard (Samantha and I believe is something I'll always associate to Fox Mulder).

Most fav lines/fragment (I have so many)?

Come mid-night, the man came. Long-fingered hands sifted the sand, found the bird. It had stopped trembling.

Rising to face the moon, he opened his hands and set it free.

I just had to think of Elwing with that one. This is beautifully multi-layered work!

[dawn_felagund]

Yay! I intended it to be evocative of Elwing, to serve as a motivation for why he tries to make the world right for people who might not even deserve it....

Thank you for reading these! I am fond of drabbling about Maglor. I have a ne'er-ending project of Maglor-fate drabbles/drabble series. Your bard is very inspiring. ;)

[angelica_ramses]

I'm speechless.
I think I never grew out of the age of frozen princesses and lost princes.
Truly beautiful drabbles.

[dawn_felagund]

Thank you! I never grew out of that age either. I was thinking today that I really kind of hate living in Maryland sometimes. I would like to move to the Midhavens (my own fantasyverse) or maybe Middle-earth....

And I do look for Maglor, each summer by the sea. :)

[ann_arien]

Once again, your writing takes me to a place that my cowardly mind won't go on its own: Maglor's fate after the end of the First Age.

The first drabble made me wonder... what is it were all real? What if Maglor was/is somewhere out there? What of I'd meet him and have no idea who he is? What would I do if I knew that he still lives? (Other than drop everything else and look for him all over the world) What would I do if I'd actually find him? (except drive him nutz with my obsessive love for his father) Ag, so many questions...

the rest of these drabbles are just like Hans Christian Andersen stories, with a dreamy mood and uncertain endings, not always happy, but always with an edge of mystery to them. Needless to hay I loved them all and yes, my head will always be in the realm of frozen/sleeping princesses and lost princes. Giving said realm a twist of my own, that is.

Thanks so much for sharing these and I look forward to more excellent reads. *hugs*

[dawn_felagund]

Thank you! And...you're welcome! :)

I am still stuck at the age of lost princes and frozen princesses too. I am working on a short story to give Bobby for Christmas, and I was so happy today to get lost in my own little fantasy world, to visit this place for the first time and simply savor everything.

Also, I do look for Maglor each summer in Ocean City. Street performers are common there, and I will admit to glancing at the ears of young, dark-haired men. ;)

And it is my personal belief that as soon as we dream these people and places, they are real. By writing about them, we keep them alive. (The first issue of Antithesis Common had a fantastic story along these lines.) I also have a drabble in my WiP Maglor drabble collection about how writers have saved Maglor from fading.

Once again, we think so much alike that it's scary. ;)

If you get this before you check your flist, you might want to go look at a certain naughty Feanorian piece.... >:^D

Maglor

[heartofoshun]

Lovely, Dawn. The first one is my favorite.

Re: Maglor

[dawn_felagund]

Thank you! :) The first was my least favorite, actually...though that might come in part from having written it while very hungry, in a rush to get out the door, and being interrupted every few seconds by Teh Husband. Something written under those conditions can't possibly be any good, I keep thinking.

[sirielle]

Dear Dawn,thank you so much for this present! I just got here finally.

I like all three drabbles and join the princesses group :)
Fantastic sad mystery in the second and third story, while the first is the most probable one. The illusion he wants to believe himself. Well, maybe not that most probable one but one where he is not lonely.The magical gift man is lonely,in both of mysterious stories.

I believe he has died and fled to Mandos or came back to Aman any other way, maybe wandered through Helcaraxë. He simply couldn't stay alone wandering for the whole eternity.

Hantalë!