100 Tales

December 2005: I claimed this table in FF100 with the intention of writing 100 drabbles or ficlets about Gondolin.

December 2012: SEVEN FRIGGING YEARS LATER years later, I've written...nine.

In an earnest attempt to develop a more regular writing habit, I am going to reinstate this table, but will be eliminating the Gondolin restriction. These prompts will hopefully cover a wide variety of fandoms, or may even include original writing outside of any fandoms.  Here's to hoping there will be more stories, however small, in 2013.
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Úmarth

Written for lotr_community's February challenge: The Dark Side of Love
Required elements: flow, end, bind, rushes, utmost, aged, rapid, yaw
Summary: The master of doom, by doom mastered.
Word Count: 400


At the utmost end, Túrin saw before him the faces of those he had loved and failed, and knew himself vanquished. He could not claw through the dirt in Taur-na-Fuin and lay himself down beside Beleg’s aged bones, nor lift the stones of Haudh-en-Elleth to fall once more on Finduilas’ grave, nor give himself to the rapid river that had claimed his lover-sister and their unborn son in its relentless flow. No, not for him, the aches of age and glory’s fading memory; nor the hero’s mantle, nor the victor’s crown. All he had sought had eluded him, and all that he had loved he had consigned to dust while he railed, blow after impotent blow, against a fate he could not master.

“I have but one deed left to me,” he whispered to the water and the wind, “and though it be grim work, it be good. Perhaps the best I have yet done.” A smile, brief and sharp, flashed across his face, like the plummeting star that flares bright and then rushes into darkness. Beneath his feet he could feel the earth pitch and yaw as though it knew his mind and revolted.

Gurthang glinted darkly, and he beheld it with eyes unblinking. Its black point beckoned, inveigling him with keen and hungry words: Bind yourself to me, Turambar. To me.

Your talent inspires and your kindness endears. Sending you big hugs, and the hopes that you will have an extremely un-exciting birthday. With wine. ;)

XOXO

The List of Love is up! In four installments!  (Scroll to the bottom if your username doesn't begin with A-E)

I have already exceeded my daily quota of LJ messages (some call me a space-cowboy, LJ calls me a spammer of love) so I have resorted to leaving comments on peoples' latest entries-- which, frankly, makes it look even more like spam. :(

I have only made it through the E's K's R's so far, so if I haven't knocked on your door, the day is young.
DONE!


If anyone on here is in touch with Erobey, please let her know that she has a valentine-- apparently her journal has been deleted. :(
If anyone is friends with stephaniemarsh, please let her know she has a valentine-- her privacy settings prevent non-friends from messaging her.

I knew I could count on you all to bring the love on short notice!  In fact, you brought over 300 more words of adoration for your fellow ficcers than you did last year! Let's hear it for breaking records and not hearts!

Thanks to each and every one of you for participating.  These are the perfect snack to go along with the My Slashy Valentine stories which your Slashy Mod red_lasbelin will be serving up today.  A veritable feast of fondness!

If anyone is friends with erobey, please let her know that she has a valentine-- apparently her journal has been deleted. :(
If anyone is friends with stephaniemarsh, please let her know she has a valentine-- her privacy settings prevent non-friends from messaging her.

And now, without further ado... Here we go!

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