One Tale of Numenor

Angmar wrote this story in a roleplaying chatroom in 2004. It was a very spontaneous, spur of the moment sort of thing, and for this reason some of the details, such as the time period in which the Numenoreans first started colonizing Middle-earth, have discrepancies from the canon account.

Angmar frequently told stories such as these in the chatroom: accounts from the Mordorian perspective, which claimed to be the true history of Middle-earth, unlike the lying histories of the Elves and Gondorians.

I removed comments from other people in the chatroom, as well as converted the chat log format into a more traditional story format. But other than that, Angmar's writing remains unchanged.

One Tale of Numenor Written By Angmar

Once upon a time, Men and Elves helped the Valar with a silly trifling problem. For this the men were rewarded with a five sided island called Numenor. This was a long long time ago. These men of Numenor were always rebels, except for a few good men. They had many queens and kings and it wasn't until the last that some of the kings saw the light and became good.

They were a wicked, corrupt people, but there was some hope for them. As time grew on they saw the error of their ways and turned to the right path. They had long been blinded by the words of the elves and were being led into perdition. The only place they could learn the truth was back in Middle Earth. There was one there who could teach them the right way.

Thse poor men who had long been going down the wrong road. They sailed in their great ships back to Middle Earth in hopes of acquiring wisdom from this great god. After they had landed, they had a long way to go to reach this kind, understanding Maia. So the King set out with all his men and all his baggage wagons and great treasures to offer the Maia.

The King and all his counselors beseeched and begged this Kind Maia to teach them the ways of enlightenment and pled with him to go back to Numenor with him so he could teach on the holy mountain. The King threw himself at The Maia's feet and did obeisance, bowing repeatedly and singing great praises. He just wanted to kiss his great hand and he knew he could die right there and he would be happy and go to be with Eru or wherever mortals go, rejoicing and singing the praises of the Maia.

The Maia said, "Never fear, good king, you do not have to bow to me." And the mighty Maia picked the king up from the ground, kissed him on both cheeks and gave him his blessings.

The King said, "I humbly beg you, my lord… That you would come to our lowly island and instruct us in the paths of wisdom and righteousness. For many years the people have floundered in ignorance and corruption, and I beg you to bring a new reign of prosperity and enlightenment to the land. We have sought your guidance for a long while now, and traveled many, many miles."

And the Maia said, "Yes, I will help you to see the light and I will come with you to your lowly island. For I desire only to bring goodness, justice and mercy to your island, as I have brought it here."

So the King of Numenor said he would step down from his throne and give it to the Maia. The King said, "Who would lie idle while the rightful ruler of Numenor had returned?"

But the Maia, being a kind and good being, said, "Nay, Ar-Pharazon, King, you do not need to do that. I will come only as your advisor, for I desire to bring all to the light."

And when they landed on the docks of Numenor, people came out rejoicing and throwing flowers. Finally this great Maia would bring them out of the slime to a new age of enlightenment.

Through the good advice of this Maia, Numenor prospered and sent out colonies to Middle Earth, and the people became rich and then their fame spread far abroad, and they put up great buildings and towers and most importantly a Great Temple, five stories tall, with a dome of silver.

A temple to Melkor, Lord of All, Giver of Freedom.

And the Maia taught them all things they did not know, and how they could gain long life and learn many things. But becoming rich and renowned, the people of Numenor attracted the attention of evil beings who became jealous.

In vengeance, these evil beings plotted to destroy Numenor. The Kind Maia got wind of these plans and informed the King. He told the king that he should go to Valinor and ask for mercy and plead for the lives and safety of all the innocent women and children. For even though he was great and mighty, these evil beings were stronger than he. And the Maia told the King, "You should take great gifts to these evil beings to appease them or they will surely destroy you."

The Maia told everyone that any who could should try to escape. Unfortunately, the ones who did manage to escape were corrupt remnants of the earlier days. But the King gathered up a great fleet of ships, filled them with gifts and sailed west to Valinor. He had scarcely gotten out of the harbor when a great wind blew up. The king pled with the evil beings to spare them but the evil beings said…

"WE WILL NOT SPARE EVEN A BABY FROM OUR WRATH!"

The Maia cried in the temple, for this horror and lamented to the skies, but his pleas were in vain for the evil beings form the west sank Numenor and every living thing on it, imprisoning the poor king, who had came to beg for mercy, in the mountains, trapped for eternity under rock and stone. The injustice of it all!

As the island sank, the kind Maia fled to Middle Earth, crying for all those who had died. He could not save any of them, even though he tried.

The ironic twist of this story is that three of the most wicked, barbarous men escaped and went to Middle Earth, where they spread lies treason and injustice wherever they went.

But that is another story, for the future: The Crimes of Isildur, Anarion, and Elendil.

Female characters in Tolkien's universe are often left on the margins of canon. This is our chance to celebrate the imagination of fanfiction authors and how the community envisions female characters.

Sidra and I will be hosting a fanfiction book club centered on "Female Characters" on the @silmarillionwritersguild discord, March 26-27.

For more info and how to join the SWG, please take a look here and we hope to see you in the discussion. The schedule is below the cut.

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Saturday - March 26th

14:00 - AdmirableMonster‘s i’ll be waiting here till the stars fall out of the sky

15:00 - Aipilosse‘s The Nature of Stone

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17:00 - Melesta‘s Politics, War and Love

18:00 - cuarthol‘s That She Might Render Aid

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20:00 - elennalore‘s Waiting for Tyelperinquar

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14:00 - Idrils_Scribe‘s A Web of Stars (Chapter 4)

15:00 – Anérea‘s In Light Of Dreams

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17:00 - undercat‘s Last Year's Words Belong to Next Year's Language

18:00 - JazTheBard‘s You Belong Among the Wildflowers

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20:00 - SkyEventide's To die in the light

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I See Fire chapter 4. (Thorin x reader)

Summary: Reader is the Princess of Goldir. She almost killed by Vlad, the biggest orc, but Dis saved and raised her in safe. But what if the revenge is the most important thing? The reader wants her throne back and she will fight until her last breath. Thorin is a single dwarf without Queen and he knows this is not good. He always grumpy and the gossips speak about, he is a weak dwarf, who don’t have enough power. Fili fell in love in the reader.He knows, one day, he will be a king. And he hopes the reader will be his queen. But Dis have an another goal. An arranged marriage between the reader and Thorin, which changed everything. Broken hearts. Hopes. Dreams. Pain. Everything will be burn. Pairing: Fili x Reader (one sided), Thorin x Reader Notes: My english is still bad, so sorry for the mistakes. Soft Thorin, querulous  Fili and a reader, who wants to sleep. Warning: fluff Taglist: @disneymarina @ivarslittlebadgirl @fizzyxcustard

"I think I heard something wrong." I watched shockedly Dis. She bit her lip and looked to the cold ground. I pushed away myself from Thorin and I slid back on the bed. I searched in her eyes a sign, that this is a joke, but she was anxious. "Mom" Fili hissed "Is that true? Y.N. is a free woman, not a toy" I shook my head and closed my eyes. I felt the pain more in my body, my head hurted and I want to throw up, but my stomach was empty. I was Y.N., the elven queen of Goldar, not a queen of Erebor. Maybe I felt something for Thorin, but in that moment, everything was dim. I leaned against to the black wall. My body wanted to burst. "Don't you see? Y.N. is sick again'' Thorin growled angrily and hugged me again.  I wanted to push him, but his body was so warm and comfy, like a big blanket. He helped me to drink something green coloured, weird taste juice and covered me with his black fur. I smiled tiredly and I leaned closer to him. He kissed my temple and caressed my back. "Uncle, I wan't answer" Fili said impatiently and walked to the window. If he would really cared about me, he was beside me. "Because I love her" The King's voice was almost a whisper, but soft "The only reason I was cold with her, because I have feelings for her a long time ago" I leaned my head to his lap. I felt I was on a big, fluffy cloud. The pain still bit my body, they wanted to destroy me, like Vlad, but I was stronger, stronger than everybody thought. "But..... she is an ELF. You want to marry an ELF. Erebor's queen will be an ELF. Your bride will be an ELF" Fili almost cried. He was so angry. “You forget, your brother’s fiancée is an elf too’’ said Thorin with his calm but cold voice and kissed my head.  Fili told my secret. The only person, who knew who I was really was Fili. And he betrayed me.  I remembered the first time when we spoke. It was in Bekhar. I lied beside Dis. My wounds were fresh and my nightmares in my head were reals. It was a big circle, when I fell asleep I dreamed and  I was again on the bridge. Elves shouted. My dad fought somewhere in the near and my mom was died. I saw her on the castle's floor. Her white skin swimmed in red blood, like her light blue dress and beautiful  long hair. There were just a moment, when I saw Thranduil with his men. He looked into my eyes and turned his back. I knew this was a losing war. I was angry, because he was my uncle and my dad's brother and yet, the bond didn't matter to him.  Just like when he betrayed Thorin. But that was not the same. I grabbed Varda's sword which was in my stomach, I pulled out, but because of the amount of the blood that I loose, I fainted to the river. The water was cold and I thought I will drown or froze. When I was far away, with my last power I grabbed a stone and somehow I pulled myself out. I tried to walk, but my legs were too weak, so I crawled on the big snow. When I looked back, I saw my blood from the shore. That was my path. I knew if orcs begin to search me, they will find me soon. Or they thought I died. Orcs or the weather, but I will gone soon. But I don't gave up. I saw a few horses and dwarves. The biggest, who rode in front, showed at me. The entire group surorunded me. The big dwarf, who was Thorin, slowly took me up. Fili helped to Dis to get off from the horse and kneeled beside me. "Poor, little child' her voice was sad. She caressed my hair. I will never forget Dis's face. The tears and fear in her eyes. She has wounds too, on his leg and head. She was weak too, but still she worried about me. "We take with us'' said Thorin "Quickly!" he growled and covered me with his black fur. "Bekhar is closer than Erebor and more warmer for this little girl" Thorin nodded and I smiled.

They arrived in the last moment.  Fili always looked at me with curious eyes and he was always beside with me in my new home. The healing time took long. In the first weeks I don't spoke, because I was still in shock. I was afraid from the thrails and from everybody. Just the healer, Dis, Thorin and Fili were the only persons whom I endured. They were the only persons, when I saw them, I don't wanted to ran away. Dis understood the situation, so the thrails were banned from her room. He brought for me everything. Sometimes Thorin and Fili helped for her. In the nights, she hugged me always and tell  tales about his brother. She wanted me to know her world more.

"Thank you" I said once when he combed my hair. My voice was quiet and weak.My first words since I arrived. She stopped and kissed my temple. "It's nothing. We are here for you" she smiled. She not said about family, because she knew, something bad happened with me. "Y.N." I told my name to Dis. They called me Lil' Lass and they gave me other nicknames, because they didn't knew my real name to that moment. On the next day Dis excitedly said to Thorin, that I spoke finally and my voice is so cute and adorable. "I know she is an elf' saidThorin angrily "But I choose her to my One" Dis told stories about dwarf culture. When a dwarf chose a person, they will be their only one and the nobody else exist in the world in that meaning, and this a forever bond between two person. But what Thorin felt really? I mean, he was in love with me or just wanted to do with his duty? Of course I felt something, but it was not love yet. Fili looked like a fish on the shore. He didn't had words and it was his luck, because beside the mist that lied on my senses and body, I was still angry of him. But he didn't knew what was happened with me, it was my secret. "Fili, we should go" Dis poked her son's side. "No! Do you think I will let uncle with her, just in two?" "Shut up!" I growled angrily. I had enough from Fili. He was like a teenager girl ''I'm or I will be Thorin's fiancée, he have the biggest reason to stay with me" Thorin's face softened. Dis wanted to say something, but she didn't did. She grabbed her son's hand and they went out. The room filled with silence and peace. I wanted to sleep. I lied between the blankets, but I still hugged the King's fur. He lied beside me. One of his hand caressed my hair, the other my back.I closed my eyes and smiled.  "Good night, Amralime" he murmured with his low voice. I don't wanted to marry with him and I began to think about how I will escape. My heart was still free, but a little piece began the property of Thorin.