Recollections Of Turgon Regarding The Helcarxe

Recollections of Turgon regarding the Helcarxe

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He doesn’t like to remember the ice. The freezing claustrophobia, the cold that sank deep into his bones until it felt it would never leave him. It had already frozen his brother’s heart. He would talk, he would scream, but it never mattered because Fingon might be crying but only truly expressed nothing but absolute apathy.

They starved there, in the dark and the cold. Food became a matter of life and death, and suddenly any reservations had to be cast aside as seals and polar bears were suddenly large warm food sources, no matter what part you got. 

They couldn’t bury the dead on the Helcaraxe. Nothing went to waste.

The eternal darkness was perhaps the worst of it though. Shadows danced around them and even when they set up camp they howled and cackled as they tapped on their tents.

His wife was known for her caution, and his daughter for her light footing. They did not fall. His wife was one of the most competent swimmers of the eldar, she did not drown.

He carried his daughter for most of the journey. Her feet were lost, but not to frostbite, and he couldn’t leave her behind.

And still Fingon tried to hide his apathy behind false expressions.

He gathers his own support. Glorfindel, who lost most fingers on his left hand to a blizzard, Ecthelion, who sung fish out of the water so they could be eaten raw, and others who, like him, just want to knock Feanor’s teeth out.

When they reach Beleriand, it’s like a fog had lifted from their minds. It’s too late to fix anything though. Fingon ran after their dammed cousin like he always had and doesn’t talk to them with anything other than clipped sentences. Curufin crafts his daughter feet of mithril as reparations, and others slowly adapt to their new life.

There is no section of Gondolin’s library regarding the Helcaraxe. If they act like it never happened, then maybe nothing they did was real anyway.

Ooh have you drawn Glorfindel? Could maybe with flowers in his hair please?

Here you go! I’m not the best at drawing flowers, so I hope they’re alright. Personally, I hc Glorfindel as Findis’ son and he and Finrod are the smiley ones of the family, and how he gets along well with Turgon is a family mystery

A drawing of one of the scenes from this by @jaz-the-bard because I absolutely love their fics and their ideas!

Could I request an illustration of a writer's story as a gift to the writer if the writer said that drawings of their work are OK?

Yes, but if you could dm me with details that’d be great!

Things that happen in white council meetings- part 1

-Galadriel brings a cake, saying she’ll give a slice to everyone with a good idea. She stares everyone dead in the eye as she eats it all herself

-Radagast calls Elrond ‘nephew’. Multiple times. It never stops being weird

-Glorfindel and Galadriel called Gandalf ‘Olly’ when he votes against them

-Saruman calls Elrond ‘young one’. Its creepy

-Glorfindel sat on Asfaloth the entire time out of spite

-Cirdan spends the entire time making little paper boats. (he pushes them down the Bruinen when the meetings are in Rivendel)

-One time Saruman implied Galadriel shouldn’t be there because she’s a woman, and she spent the next meeting sharpening her claymore as he refused to look her in the eye

-Gandalf brought spiked soup because he wanted to see what would happen

-Saruman calls Sauron brother sometimes.

-Gandalf calls Sauron brother sometimes

-Radagast cuts mushrooms into fun shapes that look suspiciously like Sauron

-Elrond nearly jumps over the table and kills Saruman after he implies Elrond is having an affair.

-Galadriel puts the fear of...herself into Saruman after he implies Celebrian married Elrond for his title

-Glorfindel asks if he can be leader because he’s killed a fire maia before (while looking at Saruman)

-Saruman is an asshole

-Cirdan spends the entire time talking to Elrond about boats while Galadriel nearly guts Saruman as Glorfindel holds him down

I have not done nearly enough Russingon, so have Mae posing for Fingon in Valinor