aiholic
· 9 April 2016
· Chapter 9999: The End of Arda
I read this story almost a decade ago when it was first written and it is still as melancholically beautiful as I first read it. Unlike most I love elves in the modern world au fics but only in the capacity of elves trying to integrate with the humans and ended up being bemused elders at the antics of the younger ones. It goes without saying your end of the world fic is by the far the only realistic one I've read, as realistic as it goes with doom prophecies and elves but it is a lovely amalgamation with cool scientific facts. I love the atmosphere you've created with Thranduil and Celeborn, I can almost visualise the world dimming as time passes, which I'm not sure if its your intention but it works nevertheless. All I can say at this point is, thank you for the lovely fics you've written so far=)
Vana Tuivana
· 6 September 2005
· Chapter 9999: The End of Arda
You know how you read some stories and you know you can never forget the feelings and the images they create in your soul? You know how sometimes you forget you're reading at all, so caught up in the moment are you, and think that you actually experience the story? You know how your heart feels full to bursting after reading such a story and your only desire is that everyone in the world should read the story and have that experience as well?
That's how I feel right now. What a powerful ending, what a magnificently-told tale. There are honestly no words for the emanations I'm getting at this moment, but they involve lots of sitting and staring at my computer screen in awe. You, Perelleth, are truly a gem among writers, one whose abilities are so far above my own that I can't even comprehend it. Marvelous, fantastic, stirring, powerful, evocative, no more and no less than perfect.
Author's reply
Ypu're way too kind , Vana. I'm only older thatn you, and have ,conequently, lived more. Anyway, I'm truly rewarded by your words, for it is what i felt, too. The story somehow hit me and I jsut simply poured it down. It is good that it made an impression, for I just wanted to share those images and experiences and the message within... I'm glad that you liked it, I, too, had very intense moments writing it and reading reviews from readers, so, again, THANKS for your words! :-)
Vana Tuivana
· 6 September 2005
· Chapter 2: Unrest
Wow, do I ever want to live there.
Wish you were my Environmental Science professor, Perelleth - you would make it all so interesting. :) Want to move north?
Okay, so a real constructive review now: fantastic as ever. In this chapter especially, the dialogue between Celeborn, Thranduil and Feldman is so real, it's as if I can hear it rather than read it from the page. Wonderful writing, once again!
Author's reply
Wish you were my Environmental Science professor, Perelleth
I cannot believe that you've ever had a dull, boring environmental professor.. that should be punished by law! It is our future at stake, there! Sigh! that's how life goes..
See, the whole thing was a challenge to me, it was my first multi-chaptered story and I had no idea how it would come out. Dialogues, descriptions, plot advancement and all that stuff worried me little, because I was, and remain, blatantly igonorant of the rules of story writing, so I was lucky that it was all quite clear in my head, although I'm sure it could do with some more revisions and polishing up.. yet the message seemed to came through, and I feel that I was able to convey what I meant, the difference between elves and mortals in relation with life, the world and death... Thanks again!
Vana Tuivana
· 6 September 2005
· Chapter 1: Coming Home
You, my dear, are simply amazing. I love how you tie together so many little details so smoothly that the bindings go almost unnoticed - with the South American myths, current and future environmental issues, and of course our favorite Elves.
Of course, it wouldn't be me without the grammar nitpick, so here it is. In the last paragraph, "had ringed" sounds awkward; a change to "rang" would be more concise and 'feel' better as well. And it's on to the next chapter for Vana!
Author's reply
Thanks for the nitpicking, as usual, Vana! :-) I'm so glad that you found this interesting, It kind of hit me, but I was worried that the foot notes, the modern, future times! and all that strange stuff would make no sense to anybody except me...:-)
Tinnuial
· 7 July 2005
· Chapter 9999: The End of Arda
Hi...
Your story moved me to tears. It was so utterly mind blowing and tragic and beautiful and bittersweet at the same time. Your skill at weaving in the bits of myth and legend from the so-called "real world" as well Tolkien's Arda is marvellous. I find myself wishing that the story would never end. I loved the characterizations, I loved the ending. Thank you so much for sharing this with us all.
Author's reply
Well, thanks, Tinnuial, I'm glad that you had a good time reading it...( not sure if moving you to tears is something I should be glad of, but it's kind of flatering, anyway..)
At first I was afraid of writing a modern-day setting, but then i remembered what Tolkien said about an agreement between C.S.Lewis and himself, that LEwis would write space-travelling and tolkien himself would write time-travelling, so in the end it wasn't all that "sinful", provided that I managed to stay more or less true to his characters... and environmental preservation seemed quite accurate to the elvish character... Thanks again for your words!(I ,too, felt a bit disheartened when it all came to an end...I became shamelessly fond of their characters, too ;-)
Bejai
· 29 June 2005
· Chapter 9999: The End of Arda
Perelleth, this was brilliant. I've been following it for some time now, and haven't had a chance to review properly. (Lots of traveling back and forth across the country of late, and it isn't over yet). I will go back and give this the kind of review it deserves when things settle down. But I wanted to let you know how much I've enjoyed and admired this story. Bravo!
Author's reply
Hi Bejai! thanks for reviewing even when you're so busy!
Comments, suggestions, critics, are welcome, if you have the time to spare.. If you don't, it is more than enough for me to know that you're still out there, and that you have enjoyed the story!
I've recently found out that traveling is a good source for inspiration, so maybe in your busy cruising of the country you may find the lost thread for Deific Flame? pretty please?(hotel lobbies and delayed flights are irresistible to me...;-)
Sorry for the pestering...;-) and good luck with your traveling!
Nilmandra
· 28 June 2005
· Chapter 9999: The End of Arda
I like how this ends, with the mariner coming back for the last of the great elven lords. The light at the end can be interpreted many ways, and I think I have settled on my interpretation and am very happy indeed ;)
Author's reply
I'm glad that you liked the ending, Nilmandra. À la carte, isn't it? I,too, have my personal interpretation of it.And Eärendil needed company, por one, now that his job had come to an end...
Thanks for your kind words. Any god news to report about HLIII?
Nilmandra
· 28 June 2005
· Chapter 4: The Lords of the Last Days
As I was thinking of Estel here, I thought they better hope that when Arda ended the rest of the solar system did not! I am with the humans - better to die than see it end, and I am glad that Cyrus did.
It is interesting to think of the fate of the elves beyond Arda, but I especially liked the way they faced it, as an inevitablity and something met gracefully.
Author's reply
Yes, good point! :-) With Tolkien's more than mythical cosmology it was very difficult to find a credible trasposition of that prophecy of the end! That's why Thranduil was so irked with Pengolod and artists' mystifications! All in all, the sun did come down indeed and the moon was as good as gone, with all that dark cloud covering the atmosphere....:-)
Redheredh
· 27 June 2005
· Chapter 9999: The End of Arda
Having Earendil come for them was marvelous! Loved Thranduil’s vitality being reborn. Celeborn’s hesitation was so telling of his dedication and own hope. Poor Maglor, discovering he might still face judgment. And Daeron, poor fellow, still cluless... ;)
Your description of the End convinced even me that it was finally over for Earth. How hard it must be to witness your old, beloved home going up in flames and becoming ash despite it having served its purpose.
Ah but, then the Light captured inside the Silmarils was released! Arda gave up the other two jewels and their music along with Earendil’s flowed back together in harmony with the music of Ea. A song in which the elves themselves perform a special part. Your descriptions of that restoration through the rhythmic waves of light felt very genuine - that it would happen just that way.
I’m coming, my lady, I’m almost there. Once again, I saw the weary albatross winging to meet his patiently waiting mate.
A beautiful ending. Thanks for sharing this excellent story.
Author's reply
The open ending was all I would dare!;-) Not even Tolkien himself saw it fit to disclose what Eru had in store for his ( maybe her? ;-)) firstborns! We can only guess. Eärendil had to come, why, he wouldn't face whatever end was to come alone in the skies, and.. two out of four of those elves were his relatives! :-) It seemed fair that they would make the journey together...
Thanks again for your kind support!
Redheredh
· 27 June 2005
· Chapter 4: The Lords of the Last Days
Oh perelleth, there were tears in my eyes, both happy and sad, as Cyrus lived out his final years. I am so glad things came to some clarity for him and he was able to see that the cycle of life and death in which he found comfort would go on. That the cause he had fought for and worked towards all his life was simply moving outward and was not lost.
Now, I understood why he could not suspect the ultimate goal of Greenwood Great until the time was right for the story to unfolded it. However, as a fan of Dr. F, there were times I wanted to shake him and say ‘Think, man!’. Oh yes of course, he was focused on his duties and there was no concrete evidence to make him really suspect anything more until his talk with Silvertree. I know he had to find out the way he did... but geewhiz... The other people around him seemed tuned into it. Well, perhaps he proved more courageous then they to keep going without knowing what he should hope for. Nonetheless, I am still not sure myself whether it would have been morally wrong or not for Slivertree and Greenwood to offer their solution before there was the best odds of it happening.
Cyrus did make up for not catching on by confronting Slivertree and asking for the truth. That was great how you wove together the collective-unconsciousness and consciousness about music and harmony in science - and faith. Their conversation was very satisfying to someone like me. You have to know already that I liked that remark about Celeborn being more than a king. ;) Cyrus actually helps us all come to terms with so many things about his and our lives and the world’s coming End. For someday it shall in either ice or fire. By our swift, careless hand or God's slow and sure touch.
With Cyrus, you made me think of how the Numenorean kings were given the privilege of choosing their time to let go. For in my eyes he was a long-lived, courageous and noble heir to what had gone before, one of the best of Men. His people, those who kept the friendship of the elves, boarded their ships and sailed before the storm of destruction that engulfed their former land to start anew, carrying their legacy with them.
The events of long exodus was a grand closing to human life on Earth. We can only hope that mankind will show such dignity in its actual demise as you allowed the inhabitants in your tale of the End. Clarke’s influence with you really showed here in the way things happened as future history. The regeneration of humanity with its new myths was nicely described. Neat how the elves were commemorated in the names of things and how that lends the object some of their power. And so the four of them were remembered along with Cyrus after all. ;) Also, imho you never went too far with your Notes on a story such as this. Most of us needed the quick education.
"This way, the myth dissolved into daily use and embedded itself in the deepest layers of human conscience, to remain there as a familiar and indescribable feeling, as part of an atavistic memory that had once been truth and was now but the stardust of a legendary past."
A moving, cautionary tale with a lovely, poetic ending. Now, all that’s left is the epilogue. I wonder what it all looked like from the moon...
Author's reply
I'm glad you liked it, Redha, although I'm not sure if I must apologize for bringing about tears, but, as Gandaff says, not all tears are bad, aren't they? (this,fom the woman who more often than not stops rereading LOTR at "the steward and the king"...)
As for Dr. Feldman's blindness.. well, it may not be very clear in the story, but the thing is nobody knew. New Future was devoted to tracking the world's environmental state and work in the soil regerneration. It served many purposes, but resettling in the moon was not all that clear then.
By the time Cyrus dies, the generation of scientists who would direct the Great March was yet to be born. Greenwood Great had been helping spread the zero ecological footprint experiment, in the hopes that it would help stop or slow down the process, and to crete a solid background of experience and proven knowledge in case moving was needed.
In chapter 3 "Silvertree" is "away to Paris and other unknown destinations". As the midyear report showed a pre established alarm threshold, their next step had to be set in motion, and Celeborn began a tour of the facilities that were separately working in logistics, zero gravity building, and so on, to urge them. Their ecological settlement network did not yet know that they were to provide shelter, food and soil for the new home to human kind. THey did not know yet that they would be in time with the energy project. So Cyrus was quite shrewd to guess with the only clue of the type of experiments he had been conducting and the hopeful words Silvertree was feeding him... ;-) But this was probably only clear in mind, so apologies there...:-)
It's nice that you comapared Cyrus' death with the gift of Numenorean's king's, for it was somehow in my mind. In draft n+1, of their conversation, Celeborn hinted to Cyrus they might even be related. After all, it was said that the line of Luthien would be never be extinguished... but in essence, yes, I think that, his longevity being artificially granted, the gift of graciously surrendering his long life was something Cyrus had earned. I've always seen the numenorean gift, not exactly as choosing when to leave, but clear-sightedness to understand and accept without bitterness when their time had come. As we move further from our nature, and become estranged from the pulsing of our natural being, we become unable to recognize some signs...
And yes, Clarke's is there, from the title of the chapter to the dignity of the final years. Some things simply come out unexpectedly when they're most needed, I suppose. This story was a shameless attempt to purge some frustrations out of my system and find meaning in apparent meaningless day-to-day situations while enjoying myself, of course! and Clarke's "Songs", as well as "End of Childhood" came to visit, I'm sure. Depicting the father to child's tale of the magic that had saved humnakind and giving their names to common things was for personal amusement, I loved the idea...
And yes, I knew you would like that line about Celeborn. See, I had never thought much about him until I began reading fanfiction last year, and it struck me as one of those "movers" of things: he had always been there, but the tales did not talk much about him. The true power usually lies there...and, as one of the reviewers said, it was as if he was the presence that gave cohesion to the whole thing. That's how I see him.
Thanks for your kind and supporting reviews, Redha, I'm so glad that you enjoyed the story. ON my part, I enjoyed each of your thoughtful reviews! ;-)
Bodkin
· 27 June 2005
· Chapter 9999: The End of Arda
Earendil came! Earendil decided to intervene to retrieve the last of the firstborn! Good for him.
I like the apocalyptic vision of Manwe girding up for the final battle.
'“I…I promised my Adar that I would take care of his forest...” he answered nonchalantly. Celeborn almost choked in outrage.
“When did you lose your compass Thranduil? No, don’t answer me; being modest as he was, your father surely understood that all forests in middle earth were his forest…”
“Except Lórien, of course,” Thranduil agreed placidly.'
Ha!
I feel for the old man left on the dock watching the departure of his lord - but, in a way, the truth of his legends must be a consolation to him as he awaits his own end.
'“Your father must have violated one or two hundred safety regulations when making these things, Maglor, “ Thranduil grunted in exasperation.'
What a delicious line. Do you think Feanor acknowledged the existence of such things as safety regulations? I think he only ever saw one thing - what he wanted.
'not before the end will they be undone' So is that what is happening?
Well - Galadriel has been very patient. I hope she gets her reward! (As do Celeborn, Thranduil, Maglor and Daeron. They have done their very best - and merit a place among the just.) And, I can hope that beyond Arda they will be reunited with those they have lost.
A very powerful piece, Perelleth.
Author's reply
ONe of the things that I had clearly in mind since the very beginning was that Eärendil was carrying them home. You see, he, too was tied to the fate of Arda, and had been endlesly sailing its skies, alone. He was the fifth in this band of "exiles", he didn't want to come home alone, he wanted and deserved company if he had to face the bitter end....
AND you point out an interesting line, about the silmaril. We really don't know what shall become of the elves after the end. We only know that they're tied to live as Arda lasts, but.. what then? All this trip and the light is the more open ending I could come up with. Either the Silmarils, and the elves and valar finally return to the mind of eru and find there there unity and fulfillment, or the pulsing light before them is Arda unmarred and remade, where they shall live for ever in blessed memory of things as they were supposed to be. I razed the Ainulindale forward and barckwards and finally tried to make a simil of the making of arda, and hoped that each reader would take what fit her/his personal universe...I, personally, want to believe that they met in Arda unmarred and remade :-)
And NO! I don't think Feanaro took into account safety regulations or quality specifications of any kind! Just blame Thranduil for the sentence, he thought it funny..and I couldn't argue! ;-)
Many thanks for your kind reviews, Bodkin, I'm so glad you liked the story! I feel I kind of repay so many of you whose stories I so much enjoy! ;-)
Bodkin
· 27 June 2005
· Chapter 4: The Lords of the Last Days
Oddly, I'm glad Cyrus didn't survive until the absolute end. And there was a lot of promise in his death - reunion with loved ones in the knowledge that he had done all he could. And the imagery - the puma and the albatross - was beautiful. I'm glad, too, that Celeborn told him all that he did - and that he was given the gift of their true names.
And somehow, I'm not surprised that Thranduil and Celeborn were determined to and successful in cheating their way round the complete destruction of the human race. The idea of them being tied to the fate of Arda whilst freeing the secondborn to move beyond it ties in very well with their vision of power and sacrifice.
Author's reply
Cyrus had realized that he didn't want to be there, and was granted a peaceful, hopeful death, I think. I'm glad too, he had fought so much, it seemed too bitter to have him witness the end of his world, no matter the hopes and expectations for thee new moon settling. And Celeborn was eager to grant him his last hope. He was so compassionate...and in the end Cyrus was able to simply let go.
French Pony
· 26 June 2005
· Chapter 9999: The End of Arda
What a nice ending. It looks like Thranduil and Celeborn will finally get to see their families again, and they've certainly earned that privilege. I'm not at all surprised that Maglor and Daeron ended up in Central Asia. They'd really like the music there, I think. There's a style of overtone singing, called xhoomei, that really does sound like the earth itself is singing, especially the kargiraa variety.
And, to answer one final question: I've never used the gourd and bombilla, mainly because my sister wasn't very well able to explain to me how to use them, and they were so pretty that I didn't want to mess up and do it wrong and maybe ruin them. I'm not even sure how well they'd take a washing, and I'd have to wash them before I use them. So if you know, tell me, because I've used the antique Japanese teacups my sister gave me and the Korean teacup my father gave me.
And I've just always seen it written maté, with the accent. Became habit to write it that way, I suppose.
Author's reply
I'm glad you liked the ending. It's prety open, as not even Tolkien himself let us know what Iluvatar had planned for the elves beyond the end of Arda.:-)
Well, now that you're the fortunate owner of a gourd and bombilla, you're a step closer to be able to enjoy the original mate! Here you ahve the recipe.
First, you must know that you can wash them safely... but NO dishwasher!!!
Then, you must cure the gourd. To do so, place two table spoons of mate inside the gourd. Then pour boiling water and fill it to the rim LEt it soak for 24 hours. Then pour down the sink and rinse. With a small spoon, scrape gently the inside of the gourd, and then repeat the processs. ( mate, water, 24 hours, feed the sink and rinse.) now, your gourd is ready to give you endless hours of mate sipping!! Be warned that it will become dark green stained (the inside) after some use, but that's good. Simply wash and dry gourd and bombilla after use.
And now, to the mate. I usually fill up to two thirds of the gourd with minced leaves and then pour the hot water (70-80C) until it reaches below the brim. Then you wait some seconds and when the leaves absorb the water, you replenish the gourd again. You repeat the process until the leaves do not absorb more water. Then you drink. You first close the mouthpiece of the bombilla with your thumb and insert it(the bombilla, please, not your thumb,) in the gourd, and then drink. The bombillas usually have a dry seed inside that acts as stopper to prevent minced leaves from entering with the liquid. The gurgling sound when you reach the end is considered well mannered!
Tradition has it that the host drinks first and finishes the first round. (the msot bitter) Then he pours more hot water and the next person drinks. If two thirds is too bitter for you, just try with less herb! Enjoy! ;-)
French Pony
· 26 June 2005
· Chapter 4: The Lords of the Last Days
Well, of course music is fundamental to human understanding and perception of the earth. I know that; that's why I'm an ethnomusicologist. (Sneaky way to answer one of your questions, that was.) But seriously, folks, I once heard a record that was an attempt to make the "music of the spheres" literally audible. Back in the days when electronic music was still a new and exciting thing, a composer (or a committee of composers; it was a while ago that I heard this) came up with a way to translate equations about the movements of the planets in the solar system into sound waves, and recorded them. The result is a chorus of different electronic voices going "BWAAwaaWAAwaaWAAwaa" at varying pitches and intervals. Very weird, very mid-sixtes, and kind of cool. So I guess I can say that I've heard the music of the spheres. . . or at least the arranged version.
But there's so much music of the earth as well. One of the rewards of being an ethnomusicologist is the feeling that, if you listen to enough music from enough places, you might get a little second- and third-hand taste of what the Song of Arda might sound like.
I have to say, I am impressed with the calmness and collected-ness with which the people faced the destruction of the Earth. It seems, though, that the moon's orbit and stability was not affected by the environmental collapse, so that's good.
And I'm glad that Cyrus finally learned about his friends before he died.
Author's reply
Ethnomusicologist!!Woah! let me put that down in my list of "things I want to be in my next life" Wonderful! See, what hooked me when I first read the Silm at sixteen was the first chapter, the Ainulindale, wow! a world sung into being! that made so much sense to me! And it's still one of the things I most admire in Tolkien's works, (as you may have perceived...) Yes, listening to traditional, popular music from different parts of the world makes you think, doesn't it? Differences, but, above all similarities. I'm so glad, then, that you were able to pick up the reason for Daeron and Maglor settling down in Central Asia!
I believe that Cyrus deserved to know the truth, and Celeborn being Celeborn was ready to let him know, he knew he would understand and feel better for it. Maybe they were related, after all, who knows where Arwen's blood ran? ;-)
The moon is fortunately too far away to be disturbed by earth's "domestic" pollution and environmental collapse. In this case, not even the earth's orbit was altered, it just became impossible to survive due to environmental conditions. And the collectedness of people before the ultimate doom seems... quite possible to me. Of course there would have been suicides and violence, but the superior good of the endeavour before them might have brought about the best qualities of humankind, I like to think...
Thanks for your kind and interesting comments, FP!
The Karenator
· 26 June 2005
· Chapter 9999: The End of Arda
Better late than never, I suppose. I'm not sure how I managed it, but I missed this story. Actually, I know I've been rather 'lost' lately. Moving my parents.
Anyway, this story is extraordinary! I've read a few 'current day' stories, but I can assure you that I have not read anything that touches this. I'm impressed by your 'green' knowledge and even more impressed by how seamlessly you fit everything into this tale.
I'm having trouble even putting into words how good this story is. Let me just say that it's outstanding in every way. Your characterizations are real and hearty with life. And your descriptions of a waning world are amazingly clear and focused. The Science-Fiction elements are so well done that you make moving to the moon seem logical and entirely possible. Of course, I already believe in Elves, so that was easy.
The ending was extremely well done and fascinating. Like the stories of people who have seen the white light and tunnel during near-death experiences, we see here the light that leads the Elves to what awaits them as well. Personally, I think that once Galadriel finishes hugging and kissing her tardy husband, she might have a few bones to pick with him.
Just wonderful, Perelleth. Just wonderful!
Karen
Author's reply
Uh, I hope your parents are settling down nicely, Karen. Moving is always a good occasion for family team-work, lots of cleaning up and stuff, and even strained muscles..you have all my sympathy! ;-)
Anyway, I'm so glad to hear your opinion!and above all, to hear that you liked it! I'm a bit overwhelmed, I must add, by your kind words. I'm glad that it made sense to you, I've struggled so much to make everything fit, and wasn't all that sure.. fitting so many things (and awful footnotes) kind of frightened me. Now I'm even more impressed by the lot of you, seeing how much I've struggled with four chapters, prologue and epilogue... But it's been a rewarding experience, above all to see that so many people whose stories I read and enjoy seem to have enjoyed this... so I feel kind of paying back the endless entertainig and amusement I find in your stories!
Personally, I think that Galadriel might start with bone picking and then the hugging and kissing.. just in case! ;-) Thranduil knew well what he was talking about when he poked at all too confident Celeborn...
I'll tell you a secret. I, too believe in elves, and I'm sure theyr'e still out there! I keep looking for them! :-)
thanks, karen, and glad you enjoyed.
elliska
· 26 June 2005
· Chapter 0: Prologue
I found this when you were on the Chapter 3 update but I got distracted and forgot to review it, so I will now. I have only read two other 'modern' stories past the first chapter. I generally dislike them, but this one is outstanding. I love the theme--our destruction of the environment is something that I take very seriously in RL, so I enjoy seeing the theme in lit. And I love the way you handled it here. Greenwood Great! Love it! And I love the idea of Celeborn, Thranduil, Daeron and Maglor! Zero ecological imprint! If only we could do it. Great!
And I found I really liked your OC, Cyrus. He was a good mix for Thranduil and Celeborn. A Man who had also spent his life fighting. (“I’ll never give up, though!” he stated calmly, and left the office without looking back. I loved that reaction). I was glad to see that in the end his contributions mattered and Camp Feldman was an excellent touch. I am also glad that in the end, Celeborn told him somethings (their names, about the Song of Arda). That was very moving to me for some reason.
The story of the albatrosses in chapter 3 (I think) moved me to tears. I absolutely love birds and I've been on a number pelagic birding tours to see the birds one can normally only find at sea. This was a wonderful description and portrays our dying planet very well.
And the puma! We have a smaller, Florida variety of those where I live. Very endangered. I held a young one born in captivity once. It was awesome. I love Warrior!Thranduil and this was an incredible, if sad, view of him. I think I was as awed as Cyrus was.
Those two stories were very powerful.
But what impressed me the most was your ability to portray Thranduil and Celeborn in character so nicely in modern settings. I absolutely loved the conversation in chapter 2 when Cyrus is quizzing Greenwood about his 'sect' and all its different branches. That was great. And as I said, I love Thranduil with the albatrosses and the puma. And I love Silvertree's personality--he seemed to hold everything together to me.
The end was so sad.
“Say better another fruitless victory, for fight we must, even if there’s no possible victory in the end, except beyond our limited sight...”
“You hope, still?
“Always. That’s our gift.”
“Hope?”
“We call it Estel, hope beyond knowledge…”
That was great. I love that the Elves, who had always helped mankind, did so one last time to achieve their fate beyond the bound of Arda. I loved the Epilogue. Silvertree and Greenwood's last conversation about why they stayed. Great! Seeing the four of them sail away with Eärendil was wonderful but sad. And I liked this: First it was like the distant rolling of the waves on a rocky beach, but then it grew to a deep sound, an overwhelming melody of impossible beauty that seemed to come from the very light and pulse around them as the radiance grew in intensity shrouding them and seeping into their bones. Very well done. Very powerful.
This was a wonderful story all the way around. Thanks for sharing!
Author's reply
Hi elliska! I'm glad you made it through the prologue and found it worth your time and interest! I'm still a bit embarassed myself, since I don't read modern time elven stories, and lo! here I am! I must say that first chapter hit me almost in its actual form one day, after a couple of particularly frustrating months. It was me the speaker in the empty meeting room, only it wasn't an elegant and misterious Celeborn offering me the light at the end of the tunnel, but an angry looking security chap urging me to clear out after a quite discouraging meeting... and the rest.. just... came about.
You're a bird watcher? That's amazing, isn't it? I love sea birds, above all. I once was lucky enough to watch a pair of wandering albatrosses in their mating sail and it did bring tears to my eyes. I don't remember the cold,or the relnetless wind or the boat pitching madly, I only remember the awe at the sight of those two birds dancing so perfectly... Wonderful.
I'm so glad you found Celeborn and Thranduil are in character. I think that environmental protection suited them perfectly, with their long time vision their patience and compassion and their love for all living things. And the sense of humour. Sense of humour to me always pairs with spiritual peace, and these four, if anguished by the dying earth, must have been so deeply attuned to it that were able to find peace even in their direst situation. Wish I were!
Heartfelt thanks for your long and kind review. it is amazing to see my words quoted, they look entirely different in your review. And thanks to you for sharing. It was a rewarding experience, to purge all this out of my system, but it was doubly rewarding to hear from readers who enjoyed it, too.
daw the minstrel
· 26 June 2005
· Chapter 9999: The End of Arda
What a wonderful ending! Destruction yes. But also a kind of hope and fulfillment for the elves who stayed as long as they could.
Author's reply
Glad you liked the ending, daw! Of course, after so much destruction, we all needed some hope! You know I'm a sucker for kind of "happy endings!" this is kind of...therapy to me! ;-)
Redheredh
· 20 June 2005
· Chapter 3: Sailing the wind
You worry me with Cyrus' dizzy spell and all this talk of being old. :(
Then, there's that parting thought about never seeing his friend again.
Comparing the recalcitrant horses to bureaucrats was evil genius. The only other appropriate comparison I have read is a dogpack.
Hmm, was there not just a little resentment on Greenwood's part when he said: What a terrible doom for a man to fulfill his nature! To change his destiny with his own deeds and dare to pity those creature who are not granted that same gift!
They never bothered to designate which was the Bard and which was the Poet?
Ha! They are a little like 'professional' twins, I guess.
Cyrus once again having to face the hopless truth was sad. He reminded me of Turgon's hopes and then Earendel trying to convince the Valar to interfere in a matter that was always doomed to destroy the world they lived in.
And nothing lasts. That was a cool moment when Greenwood points out that this is one of the truths revealed in mythology. A very Tolkien thought, that.
Finally, he recognizes the mysterious nature of his hosts. But, they have disappointed him and seem to be warning him off. So, who died in the clearing? Was not the unyielding puma really Cyrus? Is that him as well circling earthward, returned to his mate for the last time? I wait for you, Cyrus, I always wait...
It's a happy thing that he could once again reconcile his spirit and regain his friendship with Greenword. He deserved to get one up on the elf!
Cyrus' voice held all the anguish of a long life coming to its end, a desperate plea for some hope to hold on to, even if it was a wavering light at the end of a dark tunnel. I too really want that hope to come. Although, not necessarily as Cyrus wishes - the world being saved.
Excellent chapter. Now, I mean this in a *very* good way... but, I am dreading the next.
Author's reply
It's funny that everyone noticed about the bureaucratic horses.. that's a personal joke... a colleague of mine calls them "9 to 5 horses..."
I like how you sum up all the things that are packed up in this chapter. Thranduil's resentment is... understandable I believe. To me that's the inner tension between men and elves, men granted the freedom to overcome and change their destiny, elves bound to keep things in memory -and actually- as they are.
So the confrontation is about doing against thinking and preserving... As FP said in her review, Cyrus is *almost* getting to understand.He sees the animals but cannot make the connection. He wouldn't submit himself to another life prolonging treatment but won't give up saving the earth, or the old seabirds. He's like an old campaigner who cannot stop fighting for fighting is all he has known...
All I can tell you is what Thranduil says, Keep going, and keep hoping. My grandma used to say that hope is like every other thing: it comes more easily with the practice...
Many, many thanks, redha. :-)
Leaward
· 20 June 2005
· Chapter 3: Sailing the wind
I'm coming late to the party -- I just discovered this story this morning and found it a lovely reason to set aside all the mundane housework that is staring at me still. It threw me at first to see a 'modern day' Tolkienesque story but as I started reading, it just grabbed me and made me keep reading. I've read some of the other reviews now and I'm with Daw ... I'd never thought of the analogy of Numenor's drowning with the modern day glacial melts.
It's so nice to see a well-researched and original idea that keeps to Tolkien's theme -- and I think the Professor would heartily agree with your premise. I loved the scene where Thranduil and Celeborn are watching the night sky and Cyrus 'felt' their despair. That seemed to true to their characters, and I so wanted them to be able to go west before the end of the world, yet it also seems right that they would have tried to save their beloved forests rather than abandon them.
So many of your insights, the seeds, and even his work with the soil, and the puma and the albatrosses and puma tells me you have a little 'Elven' quality in you. :D You truly have a gift in your writing to show depth without beating the reader over the head with it, but allow the reader to discover the layers on their own. I LOVE that type of story.
Now I'm interested to see where this leads ...
Author's reply
Welcome to the party,Leaward, the bar's still open!;-) btw, I never got the chance to thank you for nominating "the long defeat" to the MEFA awards? I didn't even know about them, but anyway, it was great to see that piece there, so thanks for taking the time!
I'm so glad that this story helped you cope through morning monday housework. I know what you mean with "modern day" stories, you saw the A/N at the beginning... I thought it honest to give the warning, I for one, DO NOT READ those stories, and bang! I'm hit on the head with this pack! deserved punishment to me, I say! :-) Glad it hooked you!
"tells me you have a little 'Elven' quality in you?" May I put this in my scrensaver? I was thinking of answering with "Maybe you can discern the air of Numenor..?" but it is too pretentious, I deem! ;-) Woah, the best compliment I ever received, surely!
I believe daw referred to the drowining of Beleriand, but Numenor is there, too, and the connection, as well as most of the "research" here are only part of the things that are part of my job, so it all somehow came to place one day, and then I had to put my scarce writing skills to work. I'm thrilled that everybody is liking the animals, and the story as a whole, and I for one, am having a great time writing it down, even if it's a bit exhausting. Glad to have you on board too, and many thanks for your kind and undeserved praises! ;-)
May the Angle leave long! ;-)
Author Reply: Sorry! LIVE long! :-)
Nilmandra
· 20 June 2005
· Chapter 3: Sailing the wind
What struck me again is the difference in elven and human thought...the evenness of ones tied to the fate of Arda and very weary of it, and a human who attempts to rise above it and order and control Arda as he wants. I think we need to set Cyrus to read the book of Ecclesiastes.
The use of the puma was especially interesting...in that it would not yield. I liked that. Now i am curious to see why Cyrus thinks he will not see his friends again.
Author's reply
That's what I tried to figure out with this story, Nilmandra, I'm so glad that you point it out. Not finding a meaning, of course, but exploring the ways of coping. I cannot pretend to understand what Tolkien intended for elven way of thinking, but I tried to figure out in a sense, opposing two ways of facing dayly work with long term planning, which are part of my working life, and how different approaches make for different stands in front of what life brings. Cyrus is tired, and clings to fighting and controlling ( well intentioned, of course)as his last hope. Celeborn and Thranduil, and their colleagues, of course, although inmeasurably more tired have a different approach, and know that fighting- and losing- are a part of the same song.
I suspect it's been some time since Cyrus last read the Ecclesiastes, but it would do him great good, I think!
Bodkin
· 20 June 2005
· Chapter 3: Sailing the wind
Despite his age, there's something young and hopeful about Cyrus - almost as if he thinks that, even at this last moment, Greenwood and Silvertree are going to be able to turn round and save the day.
I love the albatrosses. And the horses. And look forward to discovering the outcome!
Author's reply
Ah! yes, that's what I like of Cyrus, and in a way, I also pity him, too, for his stuborness... He's torn between hoping and doing, I feel it is a question of perspective, he never got to have the needed distance, he lived many years, but he was always in the trench, fighting despair as much as his own battles!
I'm so glad everybody is commenting on the animals! Together with the trees, they are the voiceless victims of this tragedy...
Thanks again for your kind words, Bodkin. The outcoming is... about to come.
French Pony
· 19 June 2005
· Chapter 3: Sailing the wind
Now this was a good chapter. I love the feeling that Cyrus almost get it -- he almost sees Greenwood and Silvertree for what they really are, he almost understands the idea of a long life coming gracefully to its end, he almost understands what the whole program is about. . . but not quite.
I also really like the way that the animals as well as the humans and elves, all have their own personalities. The petty-bureaucrat horse, the aging pair of albatrosses, the puma making its final choice, everything seems very much alive and full of personality.
And I'm kind of tickled by the fact that the word "puma" derives from Quechua, but that's mainly because one of my colleagues is studying the music of Quechua-speaking people, so I heard a lot about that area of the world in class this past semester.
Author's reply
"I heard a lot about that area of the world in class this past semester" You're studying musicology? Now *I'm* tickled! How wonderful! Beware! or I could shower you with questions! ;-)
I like how you put it, Cyrus *almost*. He's almost there, but not yet. It's truly difficult for him, but then, even if he has more years than the average human, he's never got the distance. I truly feel for him.
Glad you noticed the horses. I'm sadly acknowledged with many of those...in my job it is very common that you end up riding one of those horses who know every trick in the manual, and, of course, the shortest way back home, which is always the one they're most interested in picking up at the least distraction! Very bureaucratic, I feel!
daw the minstrel
· 19 June 2005
· Chapter 3: Sailing the wind
Never see his friend again? What's that about????
The image of Thranduil in the forest was eerie and wonderful. You're so good with all the specifics of things like how the albatrosses make. There a real reverence for the natural world here, that seems to fit in with what Tolkien told us about elves.
Author's reply
I suppose that elves and men look differently at natural world, so Greenwood and Cyrus would have different regards, even when they're enjoying the same sights...The puma thing has been dancing in my mind since the first time I saw one and was struck by their perfection. Thranduil always made me think of one of those beasts, and it happily fitted here :-)
French Pony
· 15 June 2005
· Chapter 2: Unrest
Sorry this is late -- I was out of town when you posted this chapter, and I did read it, but I'm only now catching up to things as I should be. And I don't have a whole lot of time at the moment, but I did want to let you know that I had, in fact, read the chapter. I think I kind of like your footnotes -- you do them with a certain flair. And I was especially amused by the whole thing with the maté, because I have one of those gourds on my windowsill as we speak (gift from my sister).
Author's reply
I hope you enjoyed your trip –if it was for leisure- or that everything went OK –if it was for business-. Thank you for taking the time to write down even if you’re busy! I know how it is!
I’m glad you liked the mate thing, and happy to know you own one of those gourds. Do you use it, if I may ask? Even tea tastes differently when drank from the gourd and sipped with the bombilla! I use mine, but when alone! ;-)
I noticed, too, that you stressed the word maté. I hesitated myself, but I finally settled on for the local, widespread, unstressed usage of mate. Down there, they give you “the look” if you dare say maté… :-0
I’m comforted that you like my footnotes! Although, on second thoughts… should one worry about the “actual” work when her footnotes get noticed? ;-) I’m not wholly sure about this chapter myself, so I’m doubly thankful to kind an patient readers and reviewers!
Nilmandra
· 14 June 2005
· Chapter 2: Unrest
I think this chapter, with the progressing state of destruction of the forest, reminded me more than anything of how wearying it must be for the elves to be tied to Arda, to live so long as it does. They must just patiently go on, knowing that one day the tides of destruction will overtake them, and only then will they find out what exists for them, if anything, beyond the circles of the world. You are doing a nice job of keeping Greenwood's and Silvertree's perspective long term.
Author's reply
how wearying it must be for the elves to be tied to Arda... Indeed. I was thinking along the same lines with one of the last "Tolkien quotes of the day" here, in SoA, that from the Akallabeth and the restlessness of the numenoreans. I cannot pretend to understand it either, but placing this particular man against these worn out and yet fighting elves seemed to me a good way of exploring their ultimate fate, that of hope beyond knowledge, for both races. Glad you find the perspective accurate, and thanks again for your comments!