04:41 pm: I has written Silmarillion fic!
It was for
femgenficathon on LJ, in which, as you can probably guess from the name of the comm, all stories had to be gen and focused on female characters. The ficathon was Harry Potter the first year it ran, but it's now spread pan-fandom, so I chose to write about Idril, the daughter of Turgon and Elenwë, during the time period when the Noldor were in flight from Valinor to Middle-earth, mainly because it seemed like a good idea and I haven't seen very many Idril stories. However, Aredhel and Galadriel (under a slightly different name) are in there, too.
Link to fic.
Very pretty. I like your use of language - while Tolkien did, at times, get bogged down in complications and details in Silmarillion (which is understandable, since he was telling the entire condensed history of an entire people), you avoided this trap, and your sentences are light and easy to grasp, while at the same time recalling the prose of the canon works.
The entire first section is my favourite part of the fic - while the rest is just as good, the first section struck a chord with me.
"But Idril lit her thoughts with the memory of the molten hour when Laurelin had been waning and Telperion waxing, so that the golden light had trembled out before the silver but had not faded, and the air was leaves brushing against her mouth—"
^ my favourite sentence. It just flows so well.
Ooooh, that's polished up quite gorgeously. (Er, LJ's Shanra here, by the bye. *waves*) I love how smoothly and... high this flows. I know that you were aiming for that slightly more formal tone, but it just bears repeating. It's not a style I've ever particularly enjoyed reading, to be honest, because I've only read ones that disagreed with me, but this fic... It flows smooth as caressing silk, fits the tale and just sounds gorgeous.
Which I recall mentioning before, so just amplify the impact of the overall feel I mentioned a bit. ^-~