Problem: Elros and Elrond can't sleep. Solution: Time to wake up Maglor and Maedhros. But where do the nightmares fit in? Alternating between Maglor and Maedhros's points of view.

Lindir has to deal with a fuming Glorfindel: Erestor's been up to no good again. It's also little Estel's ninth birthday, and there is to be a feast to remember. But alas! How will Lindir be on time if the Balrog-slayer is still (inevitably) bent on revenge? Silliness and fluff ensue.

IN PROCESS OF EDITING! Spring festivals, lovely weather, and Unky Thranduil's best maple mead... that's what the elves of Rivendell love about spring. But this year, it's cold and dreary, and as much like midwinter as it can get (in fact, Erestor still thinks it's midwinter... the twelfth month is not over yet). Will the sun rise as Greenwood's spring festival starts?

... according to Erestor and Lindir. Includes a disgruntled Lindir, a travel-obsessed Gandalf, and a present for every day of, you know, the twelve days of Christmas. Or Yule. Whichever you prefer. Merry belated Christmas!

Previously "Lovers' Day Mishaps". The Lovers' Day Festival is coming up in one week. All the elves already have dates! Lindir, Erestor and Glorfindel: no lady friends whatsoever, bachelor elves all the way! But the twins have blackmailed Glorfindel into going on a blind date at the festival... What will happen next?

We've read of Haldir and Celeborn, Lindir and Glorfindel, Elladan and Elrohir, but what of the Greenwood? What was fair, serene Legolas like when he was a little tyke? Where the wood-elves accustomed to peace before Greenwood became Mirkwood? Warning: tiny Legolas.