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B2MeM Prompt and Category: Initial prompt no. 29: Image: Pond with Trees
Format: Ficlet (c. 280 words)
Genre: Vignette (friendship, hurt/comfort)
Rating: Teens
Warnings: some angst
Characters: Maeglin, Salgant
Pairings: n/a
Creator’s Notes (optional): I have interpreted the prompt as Lake Linaewen in Nevrast.
Summary: Salgant of the House of the Harp attempts to comfort his bereaved new friend Maeglin, who is feeling less than happy in Gondolin, with music and song. It is not a straightforward task.
‘I could ask Sindar to teach me songs from Doriath’, offers Salgant, meaning: maybe they were sung in Nan Elmoth, too?
‘Thank you’, says Maeglin, meaning: don’t.
‘I can learn how to adjust my style to make it less Noldorin’, says Salgant.
‘No, thank you’, says Maeglin, even more firmly, meaning: that is just what I’m worried about.
But the familiar songs of Gondolin won’t do, not on a day like this, with Maeglin in such a bleak mood that even the sky above Gondolin and the earth beneath his feet seems to trouble him, nor will songs of Valinor do, for Maeglin refuses utterly ever to indulge in dreams of unattainable white cities on green hills again.
But, even though he has neither Maglor’s voice nor Ecthelion’s skill, Salgant’s faith in music is not so easily shaken and, despite the lack of encouragement, he goes on trying, taking up his harp and plucking a few notes, observing Maeglin’s reaction, until eventually he finds that Maeglin can enjoy songs and stories of Nevrast, even on dark days; he likes to think of his mother riding by the sea, despite the fact that he has never seen it, or of her hunting by lake Linaewen, long before she met Eol.
It seems like quite the achievement to see Maeglin soothed by songs of wind in the reeds or waves breaking along the coast, but Salgant later comes to regret it—for when Tuor arrives from Nevrast, with the favour of Ulmo on him, it seems to make things worse: Maeglin silently turning his back on what had until then been his favourite tunes as if they, too, have now betrayed him.
A/N: This is related to a drabble sequence I have been writing about Maeglin and Salgant, but can probably be understood without that context. If anyone would like some harp music to go with this piece, I would suggest Alan Stivell's Ys (here on YouTube, in a cover version by Sylvain Demonchaux).
Format: Ficlet (c. 280 words)
Genre: Vignette (friendship, hurt/comfort)
Rating: Teens
Warnings: some angst
Characters: Maeglin, Salgant
Pairings: n/a
Creator’s Notes (optional): I have interpreted the prompt as Lake Linaewen in Nevrast.
Summary: Salgant of the House of the Harp attempts to comfort his bereaved new friend Maeglin, who is feeling less than happy in Gondolin, with music and song. It is not a straightforward task.
‘I could ask Sindar to teach me songs from Doriath’, offers Salgant, meaning: maybe they were sung in Nan Elmoth, too?
‘Thank you’, says Maeglin, meaning: don’t.
‘I can learn how to adjust my style to make it less Noldorin’, says Salgant.
‘No, thank you’, says Maeglin, even more firmly, meaning: that is just what I’m worried about.
But the familiar songs of Gondolin won’t do, not on a day like this, with Maeglin in such a bleak mood that even the sky above Gondolin and the earth beneath his feet seems to trouble him, nor will songs of Valinor do, for Maeglin refuses utterly ever to indulge in dreams of unattainable white cities on green hills again.
But, even though he has neither Maglor’s voice nor Ecthelion’s skill, Salgant’s faith in music is not so easily shaken and, despite the lack of encouragement, he goes on trying, taking up his harp and plucking a few notes, observing Maeglin’s reaction, until eventually he finds that Maeglin can enjoy songs and stories of Nevrast, even on dark days; he likes to think of his mother riding by the sea, despite the fact that he has never seen it, or of her hunting by lake Linaewen, long before she met Eol.
It seems like quite the achievement to see Maeglin soothed by songs of wind in the reeds or waves breaking along the coast, but Salgant later comes to regret it—for when Tuor arrives from Nevrast, with the favour of Ulmo on him, it seems to make things worse: Maeglin silently turning his back on what had until then been his favourite tunes as if they, too, have now betrayed him.
A/N: This is related to a drabble sequence I have been writing about Maeglin and Salgant, but can probably be understood without that context. If anyone would like some harp music to go with this piece, I would suggest Alan Stivell's Ys (here on YouTube, in a cover version by Sylvain Demonchaux).
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Date: 2018-03-02 09:57 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2018-03-02 10:01 pm (UTC)I enjoyed the piece you linked, also. Listening to music and sea sounds while reading felt really perfect for this year's event!
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Date: 2018-03-06 12:42 am (UTC)I was slightly thrown for a loop, because I had remembered the photo prompts as being a little more Nevrast-like than I guess they actually are. But I felt the piece nevertheless was so close to this year's theme that it didn't matter that my lake was a pond!
It's always tricky when an imaginary space collides with reality...
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Date: 2018-03-06 12:51 am (UTC)I'm working on the idea that this was a genuine, if troubled friendship, before Morgoth got hold of Maeglin and used his mental difficulties to break him and send him back changed.
Slightly AU, admittedly (or if you like, assuming a bit of bias on the part of the historical account).
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Date: 2018-03-03 06:23 pm (UTC)Life can throw no-win situations. Sympathy to Salgant.
Thanks for the harp music link. I'll be listening to that later. :D
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Date: 2018-03-08 11:51 pm (UTC)I hope you enjoy the harp music!
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Date: 2018-03-04 01:29 am (UTC)The ending feels very realistic. I've certainly had the experience of associating a song I like with a memory/person I'd sooner forget. Of course, interpreting that feeling as betrayal is so very Maeglin, isn't it?
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Date: 2018-03-09 12:02 am (UTC)When Maeglin wanted to visit his Feanorian relatives in Himlad, his father threatened to clap him in chains. Visiting the sea of course would not necessarily imply Noldor, but I really can't see Eol allowing Maeglin to go off for a jaunt to the seaside on his own or taking him there. And, by the end, he still hasn't seen the sea, because as Turgon's nephew he would have no chance to go either, so it's not only a general dislike of Tuor, it's also another case of Tuor going one better. And, yes, Maeglin's still quite young, especially by elvish standards!
I'm glad the end feels realistic! To be fair, the "betrayal" is Salgant's interpretation here, not something that Maeglin actually says, and it's a call-back to an earlier conversation they had about Gondolin. But, yes, you could say feeling it as betrayal was characteristic!
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Date: 2018-03-04 01:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-03-09 12:11 am (UTC)Canon takes a darker view of both these characters, admittedly, but I do think Maeglin was dealt a bad hand of cards. And I'm trying to take a more sympathetic look at Salgant.
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Date: 2018-03-04 08:20 pm (UTC)I like that Salgant keeps at it even though Maeglin isn't particularly encouraging.
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Date: 2018-03-09 12:15 am (UTC)Maeglin is grateful for Salgant's efforts, the two just tend to look at some things from rather different angles. I suppose I imagine Nan Elmoth as a rather silent place, not actively discouraging music, but not cultivating it either.