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January 2007 Birthdays

The New Year beckons. If you have a January birthday, please post your request here. Birthday folk, please visit the HASA Birthday Cards workshop, put your story in it, and enter the January challenge.

If you have questions, please ask.

Gandalfs apprentice

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January 3, Imhiriel: I'd like to see a scene with Celeborn and either Aragorn or Luthien.

January 7, Jay of Lasgalen: I'd like Elladan and Elrohir (of course!), either together, alone, or with someone else.  And if you give me a drabble, I'll give you one.

 

 

Re: January 2007 Birthdays

My birthday's 7th January.  I'd like Elladan and Elrohir (of course!)  either together,  alone, or with someone else.   And if you give me a drabble, I'll give you one.

Jay

 

 

Happy Birthday, Imhiriel!

I hope this "suits" your birthday request!

G.A.

 

Clothes Make the Man

His wife's doings had long ceased to astonish him, but Celeborn did not speak until her elegant figure, straight and commanding as a mallorn, vanished through the door. "She is very concerned with presentation," he said carefully. "It is a Noldorin obsession."

His broad shoulders moving restlessly beneath the silvery cloth, Aragorn cast a critical eye on the fine embroidered sleeves. "I prefer a plainer look."

"Humor her. It matters little; my granddaughter will have eyes only for the man beneath the cloak, be it kingly or tattered."

And he smiled at the mingled hope and surprise in Aragorn's eyes.

 

 

 

Re: Happy Birthday, Imhiriel!

Clothes Make the Man

Oh, thank you very much, G.A. Grin! This was exactly the kind of interaction I was hoping for! We can assume from canon that Galadriel approved of (or at least accepted and helped) Aragorn as Arwen's chosen, so I was curious about Celeborn's view.

And not only did I get wonderful scene of Celeborn encouraging a slightly nervous Aragorn, but also a lovely view into his marriage with Galadriel. I loved his tolerant, laid-back attitude to her Noldorin idiosyncrasies.

Imhiriel

P.S.: And thank you for already adding the drabble in the workshop.

 

 

Re: Happy Birthday, Imhiriel!

You're very welcome, Imhiriel! It took a long time to come up with the idea, but then it flowed pretty fast.

Don't forget to enter your birthday story in the January challenge.

G.A.

 

 

Happy Birthday, Imhiriel!

Oops, this is a day late - I didn't get to the January Birthday Challenges 'til today.

Happy Belated Birthday, Imhiriel, here's a tri-drabble featuring Celeborn and Aragorn and (sort of) Luthien.

Son of the Eldar

I confess to feeling some bitterness when Aragorn came from my grand-daughter's chamber, strutting with the pride of new fatherhood, and presented me with a great-grandson who was wholly mortal. Was it not for this puling infant, and the love that had brought him forth, that Arwen's fate was sundered from mine and most of her kindred?

And then I looked at the child.

I saw Elrond in the infant's brow; and my own Celebrian in the shape of his mouth. He was already a fair child, with Arwen's starlit silver-grey eyes. And as I placed a finger on the perfect new skin of the babe's face, I remembered another babe, held in the arms of a mother who had once given up life itself for the love she bore the child's father.

"He is worth it, Celeborn," my kinswoman, the most beautiful woman born to any race under the heavens, had said, as she stared at the infant Dior Eluchil and laughed with joy. "My son is worth it all."

Something twisted within me, saddening and lightening my heart all at once.

"He is worth it all, grand-son," I told Aragorn, and reached to hold the last son of Lúthien's line and my own. "Long live the son of the Elfstone and the Evenstar."

The child was indeed mortal; but he was still of our blood! All bitterness departed as I took my great-grandson in my arms. A strong little fellow, but so small yet. He would need me; for he had no grandparents left on this side of the Sea.

Aragorn smiled, his eyes tired but alight. "He will be called the Son of the Elves, grandfather;" declared the King of the West.

And faraway, lost in time but not in heart, I heard the laughter of Tinúviel.

 

 

For Imhiriel

Celeborn and Lúthien, check. (With mention of Aragorn and Arwen.)

Happy belated birthday!

Dwim

Likeness

He remembers how she danced—swift as rain, slow as sleep, flowing like a river. Lúthien would dance the stars down ere ever day dawned, and he'd thought her most beautiful in those moments.

He was wrong. True beauty lay hidden 'til that unexpected other arrived, but he saw it clear the day she stood with Beren before her father, Angband's horror a shadow upon them.

Celeborn understood then: love makes shine true beauty, which may not be denied—not even by death. Seeing his granddaughter radiant in Aragorn's arms, he sees her again, Lúthien, and knows her legacy lives.

 

 

For Jay

Jay,

The muse was feeling evil this evening. Hope this fits the bill!

Happy birthday!

Dwim

Brotherly Duties

The sound of revelry faded as three figures slipped from the hall and out onto a secluded terrace, leaving the wedding guests behind for a time. Two of them drew the third to a halt.

"Open it."

The twins stood expectantly by, so Aragorn, familiar with their ways and thus on his guard, glanced round surreptitiously to make certain they were in no danger of being overseen, then opened the box and gazed within. After a moment of nonplussed staring, he said, "Please tell me you did not tell anyone you were buying this for me."

"Estel," Elladan chided, a wounded look upon his face, "we would never be so... crass!"

"You are marrying our sister, after all," Elrohir replied.

"Yes, but—"

"Besides," Elladan put in, "it is customary for the bride's family to give gifts, and 'tis better to give such things from the heart and the hands, as they say."

Aragorn closed his eyes. "You made this?"

"It was mostly Elladan," Elrohir demurred. "He was more in your company on the way back from Cormallen, and so had more of a chance to observe—"

"Elrohir did the decorative bit just there—" Elladan began to point it out.

"Yes, thank you," Aragorn replied and shut the box firmly.

The twins gave each other knowing, mournful looks. "I told you, he wouldn't like it," Elrohir said.

"Estel, lad," Elladan said, draping a companionable arm around his brother-in-law's shoulders, "give us a hearing, I beg you."

"Elladan—"

"No, a moment! Arwen is our sister. Our younger sister," he said earnestly. "Now, you must admit, we have been uncommonly kind. Have we asked you about the years between twenty and fifty? Given what this marriage means for her, do you not think we have been paragons of patience and discretion?"

"You'll recall, we did not even come charging home to question you when we learned you were betrothed," Elrohir said.

"Without ever discussing the matter with us," Elladan added.

"And have we ever told you that we could slay you, but that Arwen loves you, and you are our brother?" Elrohir demanded.

"Does that count?" Aragorn asked.

"Not at all," Elrohir said, emphatically.

"Our point, Estel," Elladan said, quickly, "is that we have restrained all such impulses, though we might have vented them freely. And we have done so because we care for you, but we wish above all that Arwen be happy in her choice. And I think she would not be happy were we at odds with you, especially if on her behalf, as might be said."

"So forgive us this one jest, and keep our concern instead," Elrohir concluded, and indicated the box. "Use it or not, as it please you both, but make her happy."

"In all ways," Elladan finished, and gave him a smile. "Will you promise us that?"

Aragorn looked from one to the other, feeling suspicious wariness beginning to founder in the face of what seemed sincerity. And it was not as if he had any desire to deny them that promise. So: "Gladly, and with all my heart," he replied.

"Thank you, Brother," Elladan said, releasing him then. And they began walking back towards the hall and the celebration.

Just ere they rejoined the company, however, Elrohir touched his arm and halted him.

"I do feel, however, that as her brother, I have to warn you," he said, and looked Aragorn straight in the eye. "I do not know what experience you may have—and again, I am not asking!—but know this: whatever it is, it won't be enough to get you through the night."

"Elves, you know," Elladan chimed in by way of explanation, and smiled; "If she can imagine it clearly, she can do it."

"And Arwen is—"

"—very imaginative. Always has been. And she's had what, thirty, almost forty years to dream?"

"So you may want that after all."

"Good night, Brother! Good luck!" With that, the twins, grinning contentedly, abandoned him and returned to the hall, leaving Aragorn to collect himself—not the easiest task, given that parting jab. He glanced down at the box in his hand, and at last shook his head. There was really only one proper response to that kind of provocation...




"Bait taken," Elladan said but a little while later, watching as Aragorn whispered into Arwen's ear.

"I should think so," Elrohir replied, sipping his wine. Then: "So. Think you she will ever see what's in the box?"

"Mmmm... no, I think not," Elladan said after a moment's thought, and smiled evilly. "After all that, I imagine he will be willing to let her have her way with him, just to avoid it."

"As if it would be otherwise!"

"Indeed." Elladan raised his glass to the departing King and Queen of Gondor. "Good night, little sister—numbered as they are, may all your nights be wakeful as this one!"

 

 

Re: For Jay

*Snort*

Oh, I love it - thank you!   I like the twins' wicked teasing, and I really, really want to know what's in the box!  My mind is conjuring up all sorts of possibilities ;)

 Aragorn's wary suspicion seems well founded - he knows his brothers too well.  This is a lovely glimpse into their relationship.

Thank you so much for this wonderful early birthday present!!

JayROTFLMAO

 

 

For Imhiriel

January 3, Imhiriel: I'd like to see a scene with Celeborn and either Aragorn or Luthien.

 Happy birthday, Imhiriel.  I'm sorry it's a little late - the muse would not co-operate!  

Aragorn has a very important request to make of Celeborn.  A triple drabble. 

 Lórien,  2980. 

On the evening before his departure from Lórien, Aragorn approached Celeborn hesitantly, clearly apprehensive and uncertain of his welcome.   Celeborn could make a shrewd guess as to his intent, but waited patiently.  Aragorn, he noted, had shed the white and silver clothing Galadriel had given him, and now he wore again the slightly shabby ranger garb he travelled in, though it was now somewhat cleaner, the rips and tears neatly mended.

 

"My Lord Celeborn …  there is something I wish to ask of you."  Aragorn hesitated again, then clutched at his courage firmly.  "I should really request it of her father – my father – but I cannot wait until I return to Imladris."  He paused again.  "The Lady Arwen – I wish – that is, we wish …"

 

He dropped to one knee, and gazed earnestly at Celeborn, his hesitance now forgotten.  "My lord, I ask for her hand.  I know there are dark times ahead, and many long years before we can be wed, but I can only face those times if I know she awaits me.  Please, my lord."

 

He dropped his gaze and waited.  Celeborn drew the moment out for as long as possible, then asked, "Have you spoken of this to Arwen herself?"

 

Startled, Aragorn looked up.  "Yes!  That is … well, we have already … I mean …" his voice trailed off again.

 

Celeborn relented at last, drawing Aragorn to his feet and embracing him.   "You have already pledged yourselves.  I know – my lady sees much.  I am honoured that you seek my approval in this matter – even if it is a little after the fact!"   He frowned, then added seriously,  "Elrond will find this difficult, but he will accept it – Galadriel has seen that, too."  He smiled.   "And of course you have my blessing – both of you."

 

Jay

 

 

Re: For Jay

Hi Jay,

You're welcome for the present! I'm glad you enjoyed it! It was sort of an irresistable scene.

I really, really want to know what's in the box! My mind is conjuring up all sorts of possibilities

Yes, that is part of the fun, isn't it? What on earth did they give him? Whatever you can dream up as some complicated and embarrasing toy will suffice. Elves, you know: if they can imagine it clearly...

Do you have a birthday card story for us to put our ficlets and drabbles in?

Dwim

 

 

Re: Happy Birthday, Imhiriel!

Happy Belated Birthday, Imhiriel, here's a tri-drabble featuring Celeborn and Aragorn and (sort of) Luthien.

Thank you very much Raksha! And for such a wonderful story I would have happily waited much longer !

I especially loved Celeborn's remiscences of Lúthien - it seems he had been very fond of her. I like it that her memory and the memory of his loved ones he sees in Eldarion help him to accept that what the child represents.

And faraway, lost in time but not in heart, I heard the laughter of Tinúviel.

Beautiful! A very graceful and poetical ending.

Imhiriel

 

 

Re: For Imhiriel

Happy belated birthday!

Thank you, Dwim!

Likeness

Wonderful! I think my favourite line is the first one. I love the thought that beauty, even so astounding beauty as Lúthien's and Arwen's, only truly reveals itself and shines when filled with love.

Imhiriel

 

 

Re: For Imhiriel

> Happy birthday, Imhiriel.

Thank you very much, Jay!

Lórien, 2980.

I like it very much! Aragorn being so unusually nervous and at a loss for words was very engaging, and Celeborn letting him flounder for a bit for telling him it's all right made me smile.

Had to laugh at the idea that Aragorn would be quick to shed Galadriel's fine clothes - ehm, I mean, the clothes she had given him! (just making sure there is no misunderstanding here) - for his raggedy Ranger clothes.

Imhiriel

 

 

Re: For Imhiriel

Thank you, Dwim!

You're welcome!

I love the thought that beauty, even so astounding beauty as Lúthien's and Arwen's, only truly reveals itself and shines when filled with love.

Plato's fault. :-) I'm glad you liked it; I just get tired of the too-easy reference to feminine beauty as provoking all these quests, as if it's just there to look at. Our poor ladies need something more to it to give a sense that there is something more going on than their just being present and beautiful!

Dwim

 

 

Re: Happy Birthday, Imhiriel!

<<<< Thank you very much Raksha! And for such a wonderful story I would have happily waited much longer !

I especially loved Celeborn's remiscences of Lúthien - it seems he had been very fond of her. I like it that her memory and the memory of his loved ones he sees in Eldarion help him to accept that what the child represents.

And faraway, lost in time but not in heart, I heard the laughter of Tinúviel.

Beautiful! A very graceful and poetical ending.>>>>

 Thanx, Imhiriel.   I was very nervous about writing Celeborn, him being not only wise, but several thousand years old.   I just hope I'm right in that Luthien and Beren were not totally isolated from others after they returned to mortality, got married and produced Dior.  And I found out that Celeborn was probably related to Nimloth, Dior's wife and the grandmother of Elrond...

Great vignettes here - I like G.A.'s piece with Celeborn and Aragorn.  And I'm still trying to figure out what the twins crafted for Aragorn for the wedding night in Dwim's story - sexy underwear, perhaps? 

RAKSHA


 

 

 

Re: January 2007 Birthdays

My birthday's 7th January.  I'd like Elladan and Elrohir (of course!)  either together,  alone, or with someone else.   And if you give me a drabble, I'll give you one.

Jay

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Jay!  This is the first time I've written Elladan and Elrohir.  It's a quadrabble.  I would assume that others have written similar episodes, but I don't read too many Elladan/Elrohir stories that often, so for me it's still fairly fresh.  (though I can't really think of a title I like)

RAKSHA THE DEMON

                                                  

                                                             Union

 

 

They stagger, in misery, down the shadowed corridors where they had capered as children. Around them, Imladris sleeps, still and sorrowing.

"She cannot be healed, Elladan; she fades," the one twin says. "So she has to leave. There is no other way."

"I was there when Father spoke, and heard him," replies the other. "Should we go too?"

They turn, look at each other, mirrored faces reflecting misery. "And leave Father, as the Shadow grows?" asks Elrohir.

"Arwen should go with her," declares Elladan.

"But she cannot bear to leave Father, or our lands, and the Golden Wood," Elrohir says, his eyes sad. "She is still unscathed."

Elladan strikes the wall with his fist and does not cry out at the pain. Elrohir flinches, then throws an arm around his twin and guides him along the marbled path. Their feet, so often elven-light, scuff and stomp as they pass, their limbs are as heavy as their hearts.

They reach a closed door. Elrohir opens it, upon the chamber they shared as children, now kept for guests. There is a wide bed with soft down quilts and feather pillows, onto which the brothers collapse. Silently, they pull off tunics, shirts and boots, and slip under the covers.

"If we had only gone with Mother, we could have saved her," whispers Elladan, not for the first time. "We came too late, her heart is broken. All the light is leaving her. We may never see her again. Elrohir, would you come with us into the West if I asked you to go?"

"Pray do not ask me, brother-mine," Elrohir answers, shivering. "My life is here. Father will see that Mother is sent safely over sea; there are many strong hands to bear her, and steer the ship from the Havens."

He feels Elladan tense, his twin suddenly shudders against him. As they did when they were small, waking from a nightmare, the twain cling together, close enough to feel hearts beat and tears flow.

"Mother! O, brother, to have to bid her farewell!"

"Not farewell forever. We must believe that. And we will avenge her suffering, brother; the both of us, together. The Orcs will curse the day that they laid hands upon her; and learn to fear the sound of our names."

"So let it be!"

Resolved, they fall asleep, coupled as chastely as once they did in Celebrian's warm womb.

 

 

Re: January 2007 Birthdays

*Sniff*

Wow ... just wow.  This was wonderful.  Their anger and grief was so vivid, and the despair they feel - not just for Celebrían, but for Elrond and Arwen as well, and themselves.

I like the way they seek the sanctuary of their childhood bedroom, and sleep together so innocently.  Lovely.

 Thank you, Raksha!  :>)

 

 

Re: January 2007 Birthdays

I'm so glad you liked the piece, Jay.  I was truly worried about writing the Peredhil; I'm not much of an elf-scribe.  But the key to them, I thought, was their togetherness, they seemed to be physically together, always in the same place, when mentioned by Tolkien, and I think they were very closely connected, in the way of twins, only more so (not slashy!), because they are mostly Elven. 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Raksha

 

 

Re: Happy Birthday, Imhiriel!

I just hope I'm right in that Luthien and Beren were not totally isolated from others after they returned to mortality, got married and produced Dior.

In the first section of the Silm, Ch. 20, it only says that no mortal ever saw them again and no one knew when they finally died. But someone must have seen them at least once, when Dior went to Menegroth to become Thingol's heir - or perhaps someone came to Tol Galen to escort him there? And I find it entirely plausible that there were more than one visist, and Celeborn one of the visitors.

And I found out that Celeborn was probably related to Nimloth, Dior's wife and the grandmother of Elrond...

Yes, she was the daughter of his brother Galathil. He also the grandson of Elu's brother Elmo, and thus Elu's grand-nephew.

Imhiriel

 

 

Re: January 2007 Birthdays

Don't ever worry about writing the twins; I think you got them exactly right.   Their togetherness and closeness is what I like about them, what I like to read and write.  I rather like the odd bit of twincest, but the ending, so intimate and yet so innocent and chaste, was just right.

Thank you.

Jay

 

 

Happy Birthday, Jay!

I'm afraid I've been too busy to write something new for you, so I hope you won't mind a sneak preview from an upcoming chapter of "The Sword of Elendil," featuring the twins. Picture them sitting around a campfire with a 21-year-old Aragorn and Halbarad (24) when you read the passage below. There are two references to other stories, one to Gwynnyd's "Lighting Fires" and another to my own "Horse Thief."

And if this isn't enough of Elladan and Elrohir teasing their foster brother (along with Dwim's hilarious scenario above), you might try Theme and Variations, which has an extended scene of merciless roasting toward the end.

Gandalfs apprentice

At the Campfire

"He turned the whole valley upside down," Elladan said. "There was the climbing stage."

"Up on the roof every day," Elrohir said. "Gilraen would rant and wail and beg him to come down. Very disobedient child."

Elladan said, "Then he fell. Broke an arm. That slowed him down a bit."

"Not much," Elrohir said. "Erestor might have some rose bushes left if that were so."

"Rose bushes?" Halbarad asked, raising his eyebrows at Aragorn.

Aragorn shrugged. "I'm not saying a word."

"Yes, rose bushes," Elladan said. "He attacked the garden with his wooden training sword, and whacked the roses to pieces. Our father said, 'Estel, why?'--a question many asked, many times, over these turbulent years, may I say--'why the roses, Erestor's pride and joy?'"

"I can't begin to guess," Halbarad said.

"The lilies and irises were too flimsy, and the trees too big, he tells us solemnly," Elrohir said, rolling his eyes. "A good workout means sparring with an opponent of equal skill."

Halbarad choked.

"Then he stole Glorfindel's horse."

"And lived to tell the tale," Elladan said. "Although I nearly didn't."

"There was the pretend training, of course, where Estel killed our brother."

"Fortunately, I was revived," Elrohir said. "Good thing, too, because I would have missed the next few years, and they were not to be missed."

"But the best part--"

Aragorn said, "You can stop now."

"--the best part was when his whiskers began to grow in," said Elladan, sliding across the ground away from his foster brother, whose brows closed in a glower.

 

 

 

Re: Happy Birthday, Jay!

Thank you, GA - I love this sort of glimpse into the relationship between Elladan, Elrohir and Estel.  The twins are such typical older brothers in the way they tease Aragorn about youthful misdemeanours!

I like the references to other tales too - I loved 'Lighting Fires', but haven't read 'Horse Thief' yet.

 I'm looking forward to reading more of 'The Sword Of Elendil' as well.  Thanks!

Jay :>)

 

 

Re: Happy Birthday, Jay!

I'm glad you enjoyed it, and I hope your day was grand!

Don't forget to enter your birthday story in the January challenge, if you haven't already done so.

G.A.

 

 

Re: Happy Birthday, Imhiriel!

Raksha,

don't forget to add your story to the b-drabble workshop story, please!

Jay,

happy Birthday to you! I have a drabble in the works about the twins, but I'm having a squabble with my muse right now and it's not sure yet who will win, so you will have to wait a little for your drabble !

Imhiriel

 

 

Re: Happy Birthday, Imhiriel!

First, a nod to G.A.'s delightful "Campfire" vignette - very amusing, particularly the image of little Estel in his climbing phase.  (boys will be boys, even Heirs of Isildur)

Second; I'd like to put my mega-drabbles in the January Birthday Cards challenge, but don't know how to characterize their status - if I label them 'General', they can be seen outside of HASA, and I'm not ready to show them to the general public.  


RAKSHA

 

 

Happy birthday, Jay!

All the best for you, Jay!

I'm still not sure who won, my muse or I, but anyway, here is my belated gift for you.

Imhiriel

~*~

Last Homely House

The twins gazed wistfully after Gilraen's retreating figure, wondering whether they would rather not witness her leaving Imladris.

"I will miss her," Elladan murmured, remembering her quiet but steady presence in the household.

Elrohir replied, "I never realised how much she became part of the family. She was more than just mother to Estel. Do you think Naneth would mind?"

No: they knew Celebrían would be grateful Gilraen had found a place in her sons' hearts, helped to ease the hurt of her own departure.

A sudden grin lit both faces. "Without any doubt: a surprise visit is due soon!"

~*~

A/N:
- "After a few years Gilraen took leave of Elrond and returned to her own people in Eriador..." (RotK, Appendix A I (v), The Tale of Aragorn and Arwen)
- This drabble is partly inspired by Bodkin's "Brotherhood", to be found on SoA.

 

 

Re: Happy birthday, Jay!

Oh, thank you Imhiriel!

I've rarely thought of the relationship the twins must have had with Gilraen - but as Estel's mother, she must have been close to them, and to Elrond.   I really like them thinking of her as part of the family, and I can just imagine Celebrían's approval of the situation.

I don't know who won, but I like the outcome!

Jay

 

 

Re: Happy birthday, Jay!

I've rarely thought of the relationship the twins must have had with Gilraen - but as Estel's mother, she must have been close to them, and to Elrond. I really like them thinking of her as part of the family, and I can just imagine Celebrían's approval of the situation.

I'm glad you liked the drabble, Jay! And especially that I was able to show you a new aspect of the characters.

Imhiriel

 

 

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