Back to Middle-earth Month

B2MeM Challenge: B2MeM 2013 B, Day 4: "Down the swift dark stream you go / Back to lands you once did know..." and I, Day 12: “For it seemed to her a thing strange and crooked in him, as indeed the Eldar ever since have deemed it: an evil fruit of the Kinslaying, whereby the shadow of the curse of Mandos fell upon the last hope of the Noldor.”
Format: ficlet
Genre: het, I guess?
Rating: T
Warnings: none
Characters: Idril, Maeglin
Pairings: Maeglin/Idril (one-sided), Idril/Tuor
Creators' Notes: I once saw a picture of Tuor wearing his white-winged helmet, and it got me to thinking about similarities between him and the Swan Knight Lohengrin from Wagner’s opera. This fic is partly inspired by a scene in Lohengrin where the sorceress Ortrud tries to make Elsa doubt Lohengrin on the eve of her wedding to him. The title is taken from a line in that scene.
Summary: Idril has a troubling encounter with her cousin Maeglin on the morning of her betrothal to Tuor.



Here on AO3. Comments welcome here or there.