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Tolkien, A Path From the Fire AU. Vorlanas decided she wanted to show up for Helm's Deep.

"Lindaew. I did not expect to see you here." Aragorn is smiling, for all his words, and he reaches out to pull her into a hug, much as he had Haldir a moment before. "I did not know you'd come west again."

"Came home, and then I left again before I knocked venno and atar's heads together. Someone brought up Doriath." Vorlanas pauses as she pulls back. "Thranduil decided he was not best pleased to have atar in his realm, even if he was visiting family, and forgot that reopening that wound wouldn't make atar leave."

Aragorn closes his eyes as he sighs, before smiling at her again, and turning to the man who'd greeted them as they arrived, though Vorlanas doesn't give him a chance to introduce her before doing so herself.

"Vorlanas Lirulin, of the House of Finwë, called Lindaew Magloriel. If I am to fight alongside Men once more, I would have you know my name in full."

No Shield For My Soul, Éowyn and company about to make it a very bad night for some orcs and trolls so as to make it possible for the army on the outside of the Black Gate to effectively storm the gate. Because Reasons.

If anyone had ever told her she would one day be climbing the mountains around the Black Gate of Mordor in company with an orc, an elf, and a dwarf, Éowyn would have thought that person mad. And yet, here she stands on a knife's edge ridge, drawing her bow in tandem with her companions and those they'd led.

Arrows fly and fall on the ranks of the orcs below. Opening the path and guarding it for the handful of men and dwarves who carry great axes and war hammers to take on the trolls atop the gate. It will not matter that they cannot open it without the trolls chained to the gates, not with ladders waiting to be run up the wall.

"And now all Luputar must do is take and hold the wall." Dazbol's voice is quiet as not to carry far, the tone wry in a way Éowyn had never thought an orc could be.

No. Uruktar, Dazbol had called herself and most of her small band. Orcs, perhaps, but it would be as calling the Rohirrim simply Men, for it is only a small part of who they are.

"Aragorn will manage, with the help of our eastern friends." Glorfindel sounds inordinately cheerful for someone who is perched on a mountain with an army of orcs below them, in the inky dark of night.

Late, but that's ok. It was a good day today. Got a couple more face masks made (one for me with a third layer made from an old t-shirt, and one for mama), have a batch in queue to make, which will, as a project, be a help in keeping me sane. Also means I've gotten out my sewing machine and stuff, so may well find the spoons to make some clothes. Sundresses and tunics, particularly. And if I find where I put the first draft of a pair of shorts that works for me, I can modify that a bit to make it better.

Got the litterboxes sifted. Hopefully will manage that a second time this week.

Watched the second half of Two Towers, which comes with That Fucking Scene, Part II: Leave Haldir Alone You Fucking Fucks. (That Fucking Scene, Part I, of course, is Fuck Your Canon, I'm Writing All the Boromir Lives Fic.) I do not recall if That Fucking Scene, Part III: Damnit Theoden is in the first or second half of Return of the King.

I'll post a snippet from yesterday's writing shortly. (I. Realized that there is a small continuity error in one of my AUs in stuff written, but not yet posted to AO3. Readily fixable, but still.)

Warrior Son (11513 words) by Morgyn Leri
Chapters: 6/?
Fandom: The Hobbit - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Characters: Boromir, Bilbo Baggins, Dwalin, Balin, Gandalf, Ori - Character, Fíli, Kíli, Thorin Oakenshield, Óin, Eirwyn (OC), Lindir
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Time Travel, GFY
Summary:

Boromir clings to the world when he dies, and is given a chance to live again in another time. To forge a new path free of the oaths and expectations of others that he has borne all his years.

He finds himself with the chance to follow a king he knew only as a legend of his childhood, and takes to it with all the determination that carried him through his duties before.

So, I have a new plot bunny. Thank you, Joe Flanigan. Pretty picture, lovely eye candy. And a plot bunny waiting to ambush me, just as soon as

lferion saw the picture too.

Queenstown rocks.Offload madness with da boyz. twitter.com/JoeFlanigan/st…
— Joe Flanigan (@JoeFlanigan) May 30, 2013

See link above? Pretty.

New plot bunny. New crossover. *thumps head on desk again* Whee!

Also... This also influenced the plot bunny.

Mountian biking off the hook in NZ twitter.com/JoeFlanigan/st…
— Joe Flanigan (@JoeFlanigan) May 30, 2013

Crossposts: http://morgynleri-fic.livejournal.com/158447.html

Title: Therapy Tales
Word Count: 587
Status: One session complete

Genre: Humour, Meta-fic
Rating: PG13

Commentary: Do as you will, House will snark.

( Changing the therapist doesn't fix the problem.... )

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