The Circles of Power

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Title: The Circles of Power
Author(s): Angmar and Elfhild
Date(s): November 15, 2004 - Present
Length: 500,000+ Words
Genre: AU, Darkfic, Adult
Fandom: The Lord of the Rings
External Links: http://circlesofpower.byethost22.com/thecircles

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The Circles of Power is a continuing series of Tolkien fanfiction novels written by Angmar and Elfhild. The series is set in an alternative universe in which the Witch-king survives the Battle of Pelennor Fields and Sauron regains the One Ring. The forces of Mordor manage to defeat the country of Gondor, but their forays into Rohan, while first victorious, are ultimately defeated. However, most of The Circles deals with life in Mordor, and the war in the West is only occasionally mentioned.

The series began on November 15, 2004, and was originally meant to be a spin-off plotline from an online roleplaying game called The Second Darkness, which Angmar had started in February of 2004. However, as time passed and the story became more complex, Angmar and Elfhild felt that The Circles should be a separate work entirely. Two of the original concepts of Second Darkness remained - the Witch-king does not get killed at the Battle of Pelennor and Sauron regains the One Ring - but from there the story drastically diverged from its source material until there were very few similarities remaining between the two works.

The newest books of The Circles are posted on the authors' website, while older books of The Circles are archived on various fanfiction archives on the internet, such as Henneth Annun, Lord of the Rings Fanfiction, and Faerie, An Archive Of Tolkien Fanfiction.

Summary

In the Third Age of Arda, the West was defeated at the Battle of Pelennor Fields and the war swept over Southern Gondor. To the dismay of all the Free People of Middle-earth, the Dark Lord Sauron regained the One Ring, His rising power threatening to plunge the world into a Second Darkness. In the midst of this, two young maidens, twins Elfhild and Elffled, are captured by orcs in a preliminary raid against Rohan. Their world destroyed, their fate uncertain, they face the bleak prospects of slavery at the hands of cruel masters.

The Witch-king of Angmar and his fellows struggle and suffer to serve a mad God who both loves them and seeks to destroy them. In truth, they are no more fortunate than Elfhild and Elffled, for they, too, are in bondage, locked in a silent war for the freedom to live and love as they see fit. The Dark Lord Sauron, a victim of His own lusts, wishes to possess Arda and encompass it in His twisted love. Obsessively, He craves the worship and adoration of all mankind, but His thirst for total dominion of mind and soul twists and perverts all His designs. His spirit weighed down with the frustrations of the ages, still He strives against the Valar to possess the world that He loves.

A tale of peasants and Powers; of masters and slaves; freedom and bondage; of adventure, mystery and intrigue; of wars and bloodshed; of love and loss; of spirits and magic and the unquiet dead.

Works in The Circles series

The West loses the War of the Ring and the proud city of Minas Tirith falls to the forces of the Dark Lord. In these days of darkness and fear, two young maidens, twins Elfhild and Elffled, are captured by orcs in a preliminary raid against Rohan. Herded off with other captives, the sisters know little of their destination, only that they are being driven ever East towards Mordor, the dreadful land of horror and shadows. Their world destroyed, their fate uncertain, they face the bleak prospects of slavery at the hands of their enemies.

After arriving at the ruins of Minas Tirith, the captives are handed over to a group of Haradric slavers, led by Esarhaddon uHuzziya, one of the owners of a slave trading business in Nurn. A man of might and mastery, this handsome, rakish Southron symbolizes everything that the Rohirric women dread. Orphaned, their land destroyed, Elfhild and Elffled struggle to remain defiant against their foes, even when faced with ghastly reminders of the enemy's might. Goldwyn, stern and proud, refuses to surrender to despair like so many others have done.

Driven by her pursuers into an old crypt in Osgiliath, Goldwyn finds herself trapped in a nightmare from which there is no awakening. But are the horrors real, or only figments of her guilt-tormented mind? Having successfully evaded the orcs, Fródwine, Frumgár and Fritha, the three sons of Goldwyn, embark on a quest to return to Rohan. However, this is not some childish adventure - it is a matter of life and death. Journeying through the wasteland of Anorien, Elfhild and Elffled desperately try to keep one step ahead of the slavers. But perhaps there are others who are far more intimidating than the Haradrim...

As the last wain in the slaver's caravan crosses the Anduin, the fate of the captives is sealed. At the mercy of her enemies and the delusions of her own mind, Goldwyn resolves to kindle her hatred into a burning passion, even if it means spurning those who might truly care for her. Meanwhile, twins Elfhild and Elffled and the three sons of Goldwyn - Fródwine, Frumgár and Fritha - journey through Anórien, though the courses which they take vary greatly. Danger lies everywhere, but what about friends unlooked-for?

The meddling hands of the Powers interfere with the plans of both mortal and immortal alike. The Witch-king desires twin sisters Elfhild and Elffled, but his clever conspiracy to obtain them is foiled by the Dark Lord. Now the sisters are in the hands of Esarhaddon uHuzziya, a handsome slave trader from Harad, who demands absolute submission from these wild, untamed Northern women. The Dark Land of Mordor lies before the slavers and their two lovely charges. First, though, they must pass through the ethereal mists of the Morgul Vale, a place so terrifying that even the minds of brave men succumb to madness. In this realm of mists and shadows, nothing is as it seems, and the boundaries between reality and illusion are blurred to obscurity.