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Spark - chapter 5Strength

"So… Fingon has told you."

"I found out on my own."

"We thought it would be best not to tell you until you… were stronger."

"That would have been quite a feat."

Maglor shot his older brother an almost anxious glance, not asking the next question: So how did you take it?

Maedhros was sitting up in bed again, propped up against pillows, as he had almost all the time since the previous day. His back, shoulder and arm weren't taking it well, but he was determined not to give up any hard-earned ground. Sitting up had meant having his right arm in plain sight for twenty-four hours. He had risen to the challenge, having spen

Spark - chapter 4Maimed

His broken shoulder was finally healing. The healers had expressed their amazement at the fact, but for Maedhros, it didn't bring that much of a change for the better. Progress and healing were still slow. He could turn his head without passing out from dizziness, and he found he could even move his right arm again, but it felt so strange, alien, and raw, that he mostly remained lying the way he was, still enduring them doing almost everything for him. And there was something else, a nagging fear of something unspoken. He had not had a look at his right hand in all this time.

"What aren't you telling me?" he finally found the courage

Spark - chapter 3Guilt

Turgon's voice was cold. It was always cold when Maedhros heard him speak, which was seldom. Fingolfin's and most of the others' were usually rather flat around him, even the healers'.

"His brother is at the gate."

Fingon turned from his chair at Maedhros' bed to look at his brother standing in the door. "Which of them?" he asked in surprise.

Turgon laughed without humour. "Does it matter?"

"It does. Can you imagine Caranthir walking through our camp? There'd be blood."

"It's Maglor. So there probably won't be blood. Not that he'd deserve it any less." Turgon's voice was dark with resentment. "Atar allowed him to pass. Mainly beca

Spark - chapter 2Words

Words and music. Two things that were so far removed that it took Maedhros a while to even realize they were there. His mind still did not understand them, but his heart did, at least in part. It recognized them as something to break through the endless cycle of painful heartbeats, and left him no say in the matter. He suddenly found that it had the music, and the words, as if it remembered them from a time long ago, though that seemed impossible. They came automatically, forcing themselves out of him with such strength that he couldn't hold them back. He sang the words, sang the music, without having any recollection of how to sing, o

SparkAll light had failed.

There was only darkness. Darkness, and him, and the pain. The pain was the only thing that was not dark. When Maedhros closed his eyes, the pain even blocked out the darkness, drowning it, mostly red, sometimes white.

There were no stars; even they had failed. Maybe they were still there somewhere, above the reeking fumes and smokes of the furnaces of Angband. Maybe they were already gone. Maybe the world was already gone. He had no way of knowing. Sometimes, it would rain, but the rain was black and oily, and it stank. There was no clean thing left in the world. It burned in his eyes and in the many wounds upon his bo

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As autumn comes....by =Gold-Seven

Traditional Art / Paintings / People

... something will happen which I'm not yet allowed to talk about.

The big news is: This is a first illu done for a full-sized comic book I'm going to do for Splitter Verlag [link] ! See my journal for more detail if you like ^^ [link]

The main character is as yet nameless, the story is titleless, and I may not yet talk about what it's about. So you'll have to wait. ^^ But this much is certain: He has short hair!

Watercolour.

love 6 6

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~Lily-Hbp Oct 17, 2007 General Artist

You have a feature in my journal!! I hope you don´t mind !

!gwipo Oct 13, 2007

Hehe, I'm attempting to learn German... Maybe I'll pick this comic up as my practice readings. xD

But, now I just noticed that you're not the artist... hmm...
Oh well. Anyways, he is a very good-looking illustration.

=Gold-Seven Oct 13, 2007 Professional Traditional Artist

I *am* the artist of this pic; but if the comic happens, it'll probably be done by somebody else.

I picked a bad time to have a baby.

!gwipo Oct 14, 2007

Awww. That's ok though, babies are ... fun. xD
They always come at not-the-best time though, eh?
(not speaking from personal experience, but observation)

~Veriun Oct 7, 2007

I should've taken German instead of French in high school. I WANT this comic book, damn it! D:
I love the little bird and the look on his face, as well as the background. Ahh, I wish I got watercolour to obey me like that.