Author: Erestor (leynarue@yahoo.com)
Characters: Elrond, Glorfindel, Erestor
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 1,463
Summary: Erestor and Glorfindel both desire their lord greatly, and he dares not choose. It is an interesting triangle.
Curator’s Note: More of a drabble than an actual fic, but it is rather adorable.’
“…And twenty four barrels of wine.”
“That is the trade deal they seek to make with us?”
“Aye, my Lord. That is it.”
“It seems very reasonable to me.”
“Indeed, it is most reasonable, my Lord.”
Author: Khylea (sl_chester@hotmail.com)
Pairing: Rúmil/Erestor, Glorfindel/Haldir
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 10,564
Summary: Rúmil discovers there is more to Erestor than he thought. Glorfindel and Haldir make a discovery.
Elvish:
*muindor [brother]
*mae govannen [well met]
*pen neth [little one]
*meleth [love]
Rúmil sighed for what his brother swore was the thousandth time since leaving Lórien. When he sighed once again in the space of less than five minutes, Haldir reached over and poked him with the sharp stick he had been using to wave the flies away from his horse’s head with, causing Rúmil to yelp loudly and turn to his brother with a glare.
“Tell me again why I have to waste the next five years in Imladris?” he grumbled, rubbing the sore leg where his brother’s stick had poked.
Characters: Legolas/Haldir
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 4,239
Summary: Legolas comes to LothLórien in his father’s place, and is introduced to a local rite to celebrate the solstice that lands him in an interesting predicament.
All was snow. Whether in swirling crests and crystalline hillocks or in the crackling cover of hoarfrost, icy white stretched coldly in every direction as far as the eye could see. Night came early, the sun wilting in exhaustion ere reaching even the apex of its arc, and even at that lowly peak its rays were weak and wan against the storm-grey sky. Great leafless trees stretched skeletal arms beseechingly across the land as if halted in a plea for warmth from above. Only within the center-most reaches of the Lady’s realm did the hardiest boughs cling defiantly to their foliage.
