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One Ring to Bind Them by Tyellas (NC-17)
Fandom: SILMARILLION
Pairing: Sauron/Celebrimbor, Galadriel/Celeborn, Aranwë/Pengolod
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tyellas
Author Website: Ansereg
Why this must be read:
And so, follow me, Gentle Reader, into the Second Age of Arda (rubs hands)...
Considering their central importance to later writings, there's surprisingly little fanfiction about the making of the Rings. One reason might be that the major source material is buried in the little-read Unfinished Tales (whose title, sadly, puts off all but the more dedicated readers). Another possible reason is that it's tricky to imagine a better rendition than 'One Ring to Bind Them'.
The novel focuses on Celebrimbor, grandson of Feanor & leader of the smiths of Eregion (later known as Hollin), and his seduction by Sauron (Annatar) in a fair form. As the drama unfolds, Galadriel & Celeborn, rulers of the region, play major roles, and various other well-known characters cameo, including High-King Gil-galad, Elrond, Erestor, Celebrian & even Narvi the dwarf. (Readers of my previous Tyellas recommendation, 'The Prince' might like to note that Gondolin survivors Pengolod & Aranwë also feature.)
Tyellas's rather unusual approach to the subject matter is extremely well thought out -- it’s a testament to her authorial authority that she can make her concept of ansereg -- elven BDSM -- feel completely in tune with canon! Her characterisations are uniformly excellent, and I particularly enjoyed her strong take on Celeborn, who is so often reduced to a hen-pecked husband. The novel abounds with gorgeous, vivid little details -- Eregion truly comes alive in her hands -- and everything is impeccably researched.
Dark & compelling, a real page turner, 'One Ring to Bind Them' is one of the few fan-stories I re-read frequently.
He paused in the main foyer, marvelling at the latest work on display. It was a tall crystal urn rippled and faceted like the shimmering Sea, filled with wild rose-canes in bloom. At first he thought the flowers more wonders of the glassblower's work, but when he stepped up for a closer look, the fragrance of the living roses came to him. He touched a petal and wondered where the Mírdain had found the flowers of summer in the cold start of spring. Pleased to have a question to start a conversation with, he hurried on his way.
Pengolod never forgot anything he had learned, and he remembered the way to Aranwë's jeweler's studio. Gratifyingly, his friend of before was there, even at a similar work, setting an onyx cameo into the hilt-knob of a sword. ....
[Aranwë] explained the work the Gwaith-i-Mírdain would do, fixing the last of their power into the great Elven-Rings that would gentle the passing of time and aid the other peoples.
At these words, Pengolod remembered something. "In your entry-hall, I saw the roses of summer out of season. Is this an enchantment of those Rings?"
"No, we made some lesser rings, as practice of the spells of time-warding," said Aranwë, holding out his left hand; there was a plain band of mingled steel and gold there, without a gem. "Those flowers have stood there for ten years, if you will credit it."
"Do they grow?" asked Pengolod.
"No, they remain perfect forever."
Pengolod continued to puzzle over this. "What if you took them and grafted them onto a rose plant? Would the flower come to fruit, then?"
"We have not tried," said Aranwë.
Pengolod frowned at this, thinking it strange and sterile, then decided to say no more for the nonce, with an assignation to plan.
One Ring to Bind Them
Pairing: Sauron/Celebrimbor, Galadriel/Celeborn, Aranwë/Pengolod
Author on LJ:
tyellasAuthor Website: Ansereg
Why this must be read:
And so, follow me, Gentle Reader, into the Second Age of Arda (rubs hands)...
Considering their central importance to later writings, there's surprisingly little fanfiction about the making of the Rings. One reason might be that the major source material is buried in the little-read Unfinished Tales (whose title, sadly, puts off all but the more dedicated readers). Another possible reason is that it's tricky to imagine a better rendition than 'One Ring to Bind Them'.
The novel focuses on Celebrimbor, grandson of Feanor & leader of the smiths of Eregion (later known as Hollin), and his seduction by Sauron (Annatar) in a fair form. As the drama unfolds, Galadriel & Celeborn, rulers of the region, play major roles, and various other well-known characters cameo, including High-King Gil-galad, Elrond, Erestor, Celebrian & even Narvi the dwarf. (Readers of my previous Tyellas recommendation, 'The Prince' might like to note that Gondolin survivors Pengolod & Aranwë also feature.)
Tyellas's rather unusual approach to the subject matter is extremely well thought out -- it’s a testament to her authorial authority that she can make her concept of ansereg -- elven BDSM -- feel completely in tune with canon! Her characterisations are uniformly excellent, and I particularly enjoyed her strong take on Celeborn, who is so often reduced to a hen-pecked husband. The novel abounds with gorgeous, vivid little details -- Eregion truly comes alive in her hands -- and everything is impeccably researched.
Dark & compelling, a real page turner, 'One Ring to Bind Them' is one of the few fan-stories I re-read frequently.
He paused in the main foyer, marvelling at the latest work on display. It was a tall crystal urn rippled and faceted like the shimmering Sea, filled with wild rose-canes in bloom. At first he thought the flowers more wonders of the glassblower's work, but when he stepped up for a closer look, the fragrance of the living roses came to him. He touched a petal and wondered where the Mírdain had found the flowers of summer in the cold start of spring. Pleased to have a question to start a conversation with, he hurried on his way.
Pengolod never forgot anything he had learned, and he remembered the way to Aranwë's jeweler's studio. Gratifyingly, his friend of before was there, even at a similar work, setting an onyx cameo into the hilt-knob of a sword. ....
[Aranwë] explained the work the Gwaith-i-Mírdain would do, fixing the last of their power into the great Elven-Rings that would gentle the passing of time and aid the other peoples.
At these words, Pengolod remembered something. "In your entry-hall, I saw the roses of summer out of season. Is this an enchantment of those Rings?"
"No, we made some lesser rings, as practice of the spells of time-warding," said Aranwë, holding out his left hand; there was a plain band of mingled steel and gold there, without a gem. "Those flowers have stood there for ten years, if you will credit it."
"Do they grow?" asked Pengolod.
"No, they remain perfect forever."
Pengolod continued to puzzle over this. "What if you took them and grafted them onto a rose plant? Would the flower come to fruit, then?"
"We have not tried," said Aranwë.
Pengolod frowned at this, thinking it strange and sterile, then decided to say no more for the nonce, with an assignation to plan.
One Ring to Bind Them
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