#Arfanyaras

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

THE WHITE MOUNTAIN -- THE HOLIEST MOUNTAIN IN ALL OF ARDA.

PIC INFO: Spotlight on Taniquetil, the highest of the mountains of the Pelori and the highest mountain of Arda -- Manwë and Varda’s mountain. Artwork by Ted Nasmith.

MINI-OVERVIEW: "Taniquetil -- "High White Peak," highest of the mountains of the Pelori and the highest mountain of Arda, upon whose summit are Ilmarin, the mansions of Manwë and Varda; also called "the White Mountain," "the Holy Mountain," and "the Mountain of Manwë.""

-- "THE SILMARILLION," from the "Index of Names," written by J.R.R. Tolkien (edited by Christopher Tolkien)

Source: https://wraithland.substack.com/p/the-valar-gods-of-wisdom-and-wonder.

[violetnatelley]

Changing of the Song [Part 3]: Chapter 44 - The Acorn & The Sun

A Marvel & Tolkien Crossover

Main Characters: Maglor, Arwen, Aragorn and Illyria

Also featuring: Bilbo Baggins, Elurin, Nienna, Galadriel, Pippin, Boromir, Tazhin, Elladan, Elrohir, Theoden, Gil-Galad, Celebrimbor, Prince Imrahil, Luthien Tinuviel.

Warnings: Character Death, Depicted Violence and Horror

Other Tags: Ormal, Morgoth, War Meetings, The Last Alliance, Variags, Lessons, Cosmic Planes, Sorcery, Hope.

Thankfully he was not the only one, sensing one of the Arfanyaras: Istadis, to walk over to the peredhil, whose eyes were strained ahead in the density of the forest.

He heard her ask as she approached him, “What is wrong?”

“Look.”

Maglor looked for a second at Illyria before he then turned towards Istadis and Haero’s attention. At this time, the rest of the company have already stopped what they were doing and looked around the clearing, remaining spread out.

As he was walking over to the edge of the clearing, he noticed in the corner of his eyes the hobbit. Bilbo Baggins, who had been resting just outside the protective shields which he placed around Illyria, had walked over and bent down.

Bilbo let out a gasp as he questioned, “What’s happening to them?”

Maglor finally reached the edge and finally acknowledged the withering of flowers and grass crawling towards them. It was as if all colour was draining around them, closing in as he sensed coldness seeping through.

Bending down, Maglor touched one of the Elanori.

In one moment it wilted and shrivelled…only to end up in ashes upon his gloved fingertips.

His words could barely be heard under his breath.

“I have not seen this since that day…”

Maglor felt his heart stop.

He knew exactly what was coming.

Bolting upwards though remaining his composure, he turned to where Aphadriel had appeared. The stern elleth was always vigilant, her weapon already conjured upon her hand as she marched over to him from where she stood guard.

With a cautious tone, Maglor instructed her what they shall do: “Aphadriel, let the others know. We must protect the Eternal and Ormal.”

As the Avari elf curtly nodded, ordering in Silvan for the rest to take up arms and prepare to defend the clearing. She urged Bilbo in Sindarin to get close to Ormal, noticing how he took out a short sword for his size before bolting with a small, surprised noise.

Maglor’s heart was racing. He knew that the chances of them detecting them were higher because of the Half-Aini but he did not expect it to be this soon.

‘But perhaps…’

No. He would not resort to this. Even when he knew that there may come a time that he needed to do it.

Just not now.

He had to trust Illyria that she would get through to the cosmic plane.

As he stared out at the emptiness in front of him, the forest remained quiet despite the draining colours. Maglor took an inhale and waited, letting the silence seep through.

Until he heard that ringing sound of shrieks.

They were here.

-An Excerpt from Maglor's PoV