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Fic: Tributary - Chapter 9

Tributary
Fandom: The Silmarillion, Hayao Miyazaki's Spirited Away
Rating: PG13/T
Warnings: Mild child abuse/child endangerment, underage employment
Relationships: Maedhros/Fingon (pre-relationship), Fëanor/Nerdanel (background), other minor background relationships
Characters:Fingon, Maedhros, Círdan, Fingolfin, Anairë, Turgon, Aredhel, Fëanor, Caranthir, Maglor, Celegorm, Ambarussa, Nerdanel, Curufin, Curufin's Wife, Thranduil, Thranduil's Wife, Hildifons Took, Isengar Took, Rog (Tolkien), Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s), Original Genderqueer Character(s)
Word Count: 34,139
Summary: Tributary: noun; a river or stream flowing into a larger river or lake.

Moving to another town can be difficult, especially when you're just a kid. Leaving everything you know behind - friends, classmates, teachers, the nice guy at the ice cream shop who sometimes snuck you an extra scoop - is scary, even if you know the place you're moving to.

For Findecáno, son of Ñolofinwë and Anairë, brother of Turucáno and Írissë, it's going to be even harder.

Dropped into a dangerous and treacherous world of spirits and magic, he doesn't know which way to turn, or even who he can trust, but he has to keep his feet under him in order to stay ahead of the great Sorcerer and save his family.

“Want to wander around before we go to bed?” Celegorm offered, and Findecáno accepted, as it seemed like Celegorm had something specific in mind. Indeed he did, as they left through another servant’s entrance, one that wasn’t the terrifying staircase, and he tried to lock the way into his mind. They ended up out near where he thought the paddock was, and Celegorm let out a long, shrill whistle that had Findecáno covering his ears. There was barking in the distance, and a pack of six big, lovely dogs bounded up, the largest making a beeline for Celegorm with an adoring look on its canine face.

“Hello Huan, my dearest friend.” Celegorm said, warm and affectionate as he sank to his knees to greet the already very large brown and white patched dog.( Read more... )