Maedhros' suicide takes the Silmaril he bears deep into the embrace of the earth. For the eldar concerned this was the end of the sorry saga. For the silmaril in question it was not.

A few moments of a celebration in a village in Gondor, a year after the War of the Ring, seen through the eyes of a young girl.

Legolas did not come to Imladris like the warrior of his people that he was, 
but more like a prettily wrapped up present for the Peredhel´s daughter to play with.
His King ordered him to win the heart of the Evenstar,
but things don´t work out as expected...

When Erestor was young, his father had shown him their family’s heirloom: a primitive map of Cuiviénen and the inland sea scratched out on deer hide in ink made from soot and oak galls, the work of his father’s father. To the east of the Orocarni was written in the ancient cirth, Here be Monsters; a warning that what lay beyond was unknown, and best left unexamined. Erestor knew, as his grandsire had known, that some things were best left unexplored. Yet like his grandsire, he pressed on in spite of this knowledge.

A scholar sent from Imaldris thinks he can manipulate Thranduil, not a good idea! He'll get what he deserves for sure. (Sequel to a cure for boredom and the challenge)

When he returned victorious from Middle-earth with Sauron as his trophy, Ar-Pharazôn kept this hostage naked, in chains, and under guard in the most remote of his cells. She had been enjoined from looking upon him then because Ar-Pharazôn mistrusted him, feared him as an asp not yet defanged. Later, still guarded but no longer in bonds, Ar-Pharazôn moved Sauron from the dungeon to a suite of unembellished rooms where he might interrogate him more conveniently, and he barred her from looking upon him then because he believed her weak and easily guiled by Sauron’s lies. Now the prisoner had been exalted, called Mairon rather than Sauron, given a seat of honor in the king’s house, and she was the one kept under guard, forbidden to look upon him because she might offend him as one of the Elendili. Ar-Pharazôn had been right the first count: whether in shackles or in silks, Mairon was not to be trusted. He had been very wrong on the second: it was not she who had been easily guiled. On the third...well, she would soon know for herself.

In Tirion, Nelyo and Findekáno. Realising.

A young man miraculously survives a car crash that by all means should have killed him… but when he wakes from his coma, he has lost the ability to understand English. He speaks gibberish and writes in meaningless scribbles... or so the doctors think. They don't know the sound of Old Quenya, after all.

It could have been coincidence that he crosses paths with Maka Smith, speech therapist and oath-bound kinslayer, but then… there is no coincidence where the Valar are concerned. When Námo gives them an unlikely mission, they have no choice but to work together whether they like it or not…

Aragorn and Faramir get more than they bargained for when they visit a bakery.