Ermingarden

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    “It is not my body that imprisons me,” Maedhros said with a pointed look at the shackles around his wrists.

    Sauron laughed. “You are quite mistaken. Take, for example, the – what is it your people call it? – the blossoming, I believe, is the local term; an interesting metaphor; the Sindar are of course very florally minded. It is most tiresome. Ah, I remember – opening.” He smirked. “Avoiding metaphor altogether, for of course it is an opening. There is the obvious if rather undignified physical action, of course, but what is strange to me is the effect that then has on the spirit – which opens, which yields. Therefore your body compels a subjection not merely to your own flesh but even to the flesh of another – and thus, of course, to the spirit of another. Now that is imprisonment, if you like!”

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    "...[Fëanor] died; but he had neither burial nor tomb, for so fiery was his spirit that as it sped his body fell to ash, and was borne away like smoke; and his likeness has never again appeared in Arda, neither has his spirit left the halls of Mandos."

    What if his spirit has never left the halls of Mandos because it never went there in the first place?
    Fëanor, dead, watches the First Age unfold, and his children endure. A detailed account of Maedhros and Maglor's time on the Eastern Front of the War of Wrath, with Elrond and Elros growing up. [Thanks to pp for beta reading]

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    One of his captains had asked him, “Maglor, do you not sleep beside with your brother when visiting him?” and Maglor had replied, “I do, as it makes it easier for me to sleep,” and his captain had said, “Which is good, because you do not usually sleep,” and Maglor had said, “I do not.”

    But his captain had then asked, “but doesn’t Prince Fingon also bed with him, on account of their completely secret and frankly astounding incestuous affair that no one knows about (and I certainly don’t myself)?” and Maglor had replied, “Yes, and that makes it harder to sleep.”

    On account of that being a full and complete explanation, Maglor’s captain had said, “Ah,” and that was the end of that conversation.

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    “’Yes.’” Lan Sizhui’s fingers stilled for a moment, perhaps surprised for having gotten an answer after all. He then asked, “Why?”

    As the spirit replied in music, the Lans in the room started frowning slightly, clearly confused.

    ’Two of you have committed wrongdoing’,” the junior said, his concern evident. “What wrongdoing?”

    The notes turned even sharper, though the response was short. Immediately, Wei Wuxian could tell there was something off about it. Lan Zhan stiffened, and the kids’ eyes widened, their faces reddening. Lan Sizhui, who was blushing furiously, played the same notes again, as if making sure he’d heard right.

     

    or, lwj, wwx and a couple of lan disciples get stuck in a haunted manor

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