So, with a free day at my disposal and being, for the moment, on top of my programming class homework, I decided to go through my
graveyard files in search of old, unfinished fics that I might be inspired to pick up again.
The piece below was written shortly after one of my trips to Ireland (maybe 2009?), specifically to Sligo. I had outlined this entire *sprawling* epic about the Dagor Dagorath, told from multiple first person POV's, wherein the forces of the Eldar are marshaled at the onset of the Final Battle, and old wounds and grievances must be dealt with... there were entire plot threads about Maglor retrieving his brothers from the Halls of Waiting and dealing with the fallout of his family's legacy; culture shock for those who had stayed in Middle-earth into the 21st century and returning to a Valinor which, in many ways, remained a land unchanged by time; there was a whole romantic arc about Beleg and Haldir, and Beleg coming to terms with his extremely complicated relationship with Turin, who lives again to fulfill his destiny... you get the point: BIG STUFF.
Too big. The fact that only one chapter of it exists after 5 years ought to be a sign that it's time for me to run up the white flag and admit defeat on this one-- it's Just. Too. Big. And I will never write it. Maybe someday I'll write up a really detailed backstory/primer and then attach little ficlets to it if and when they worm their way out of my brain, but I can say with a large degree of certainty that the mega-epic that I had envisioned will never come to pass. And that's ok! I'm much more invested in seeing
Ionnath through than fighting with an unwieldy beast that only ever existed in a bunch of lists and outlines and a single finished chapter.
I workshopped this with some friends a couple of years ago in the hopes that it would spur me to action, but if that group can't get me motivated (and to them:
*thank you*), well, then it's really time to just consign this one to Kenazfiction Purgatory. It does sort of stand on its own, in a way, but it was but a small part of what I had originally imagined. So in the spirit of letting go and moving on, and hoping that future days will prove more fruitful than those past, I offer the following:
Desolate Winds, Part I: Over the Wandering SeaRPF,
Silmarillion/Lord of the RingsRating (this part): PG
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