LINKDING

<blockquote>London’s antique enthusiasts and rare lit nerds alike know that if you’re looking for a specific vintage or antique book, you have a good chance of ending up in A.Z. Fell & Co. as a last resort. And if you’ve ever been in (or are currently in) this predicament, you know how much of an absolute nightmare it is trying to even get in the door. Luckily, this handy guide, the fruit of a months-long collaborative effort to create the perfect formula for gaming the A.Z. Fell system, will tell you everything you need to know, complete with a comprehensive breakdown of what, exactly, the opening hours are. Compiled by pageknight and inky of the Rare Antique Forums.</blockquote>

<blockquote>A rare book collector posting on a niche internet forum is dismayed to discover the last missing book is only available at the best worst bookshop in London.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“Daerion was dangling upside-down from an apple tree when the King came for the first time to Minas Tirith.” Thorongil touched many lives when he served in Gondor, more than at first he knew. This is a story of Aragorn in Gondor, seen through the eyes of a young boy from Minas Tirith.</blockquote> ➤ Okay I ended up caring entirely to much about the pov oc character

<blockquote>"Then why don't you stop shirriffing?" Sam says to me, and so I did, though it's easier in the telling than it is in the doing. I shouldn't have needed another body telling me what's up and what's down in the Shire, right you are. But you take one small step after another, till you wake up one Wintring morn in a damp Shirriff-house with your back stiff and your head bleared, and it's not the life you used to know no more. That's how it went with me and most other lads in our troop, none of us meaning no harm. But all this while we stuck to muttering amongst ourselves about lack of ale and vittles and such, instead of looking where the real damage lay. It didn't fit in our heads that our duties might be aught else than what we'd been learned to do as our job.</blockquote>

<blockquote>An isolated farmer finds a badly wounded man in a ruined farm. Six hundred years later, a historian researching King Elessar comes across a sealed letter. What links these two events is a story long forgotten.</blockquote> ➤ Love the frame story, love the outside pov, love the assumptions on why it's unreasonable to believe that the letter is actually Aragorn's because of assumptions about kingliness!

<blockquote>The thrilling sequel to Coco that you've all been waiting for! Miguel visits ... wait for it... wait for it... A LIBRARY. Or : Miguel probably can't prove that Ernesto is a murderer, but stupendous fuckbucket is still on the table.</blockquote> ➤ ohhhh dang this fic is INCREDIBLE

<blockquote>Accidentally bonded to a Japanese Water-Spitter, the navy decides to promote Laurence to a bigger ship and let Temeraire accompany him at sea. They do not, unfortunately, inform his crew of this, and misinformation abounds.</blockquote> ➤ omg ➤ (wip through ch 10, last updated in 2018)

<blockquote>Teddy Bhaer had spoken to many people before, but this time, he spoke candidly about his own grief.</blockquote>

<blockquote>We may never know the true origins of Diana of Themyscira.</blockquote> ➤ the highlander-style Watcher pov on Diana

<blockquote>13 headlines.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Everyone in the neighborhood knew that Alice's husband went to Mars and Alice moved out one day, renting the house to another blonde woman, who was coincidentally also named Alice. ...didn't she?</blockquote>

<blockquote>Somewhere in the Leverage universe, there is a conspiracy theorist trying to prove that a certain minor league baseball player, a Canadian hockey player, and an American country music singer are all the same person. They have a file with various news printouts, and keep trying to upload them to a website, but every time they do, the site mysteriously crashes, threads go missing on discussion boards, and all electronic records of this man have simply vanished.</blockquote> ➤ and he ends up getting hired by leverage. Originally posted on tumblr.

<blockquote>Whatever happens in this blasted war, George is secure in the knowledge that his brother is a responsible, conscientious man who never gets into any trouble at all. (Or: The Temeraire novels from the perspective of George Laurence).</blockquote> ➤ BEST outside pov!! (George Laurence is William Laurence's brother)

<blockquote>The overworked project manager on the redesign of the Imperial Lambda-class shuttle gets surprisingly competent feedback from an unknown official on Coruscant. She promptly decides that anyone bored enough to do a technical review of their own free will should be found proper employment for their own good. Her correspondent has been missing the opportunity to tinker with machinery. It gives him something to do between hunting down rebels.</blockquote> ➤ I was a little confused by what the ending was saying, but overall very much enjoyed the fic

<blockquote>Bele Doette is a legend now, a beautiful portrait on the wall of the abbey, a romantic song that is sung by the children in the fields. I am one of the last who can tell you of her as she was, and of the knight who came to her at the Feast of Fidelity.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Summary: Historians use primary sources to better understand the past. For a 22nd century historian, what better primary sources could there be than the recently published letters and journals of Dr. Daniel Jackson?</blockquote> ➤ It's really clear that this article is misinterpreting things in lots of places but I never watched enough SG1 to be able to say what the truth actually was that's being misinterpreted and it's really bugging me! but this is a great outside perspective. (also it's a stealth crossover with Highlander, with Adam Pierson being the editor of Daniel's letters/journals)

<blockquote>Every few months, Beata makes the 400 km trip from Reestkii to Niima Station to pick up any children orphaned or stranded with the scavengers. Every few months, one child refuses to leave.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Following the battle of Endor, the Alliance to Restore the Republic took a single prisoner from the attack on the Death Star. Sequestered aboard a lone ship with a skeleton crew, that prisoner sits and waits for what fate will bring him, his very existence kept a closely guarded secret. Desperately trying to work out what to do with him, the Rebel leaders send a lone analyst to speak with him, to take a record of his side of the story. They want to be able to judge him when the time is right. But who exactly is it they would be judging? And why exactly did he help destroy the galaxy - and then help save it? AU, following on from an alternate ending for Return of the Jedi.</blockquote> ➤ I rather liked the OC pov character. The best part was the first half with the viewpoint character's interviewing of Darth Vader ➤ but the rest of the fic was worth reading too. And I liked the choice of how/where to end it. ➤ And I liked that in general the fic was actually engaging with the question of how to deal with someone who has done truly awful things to a lot of people but has also repented in some way or another. ➤ Also: the stuff about Vader's feelings about Luke being basically obsession were like, OH, YES OF COURSE, EVERYTHING MAKES SENSE NOW (cf Anakin's feelings about Padme)

<blockquote>ABSTRACT: This article seeks to find the ways people remember Darth Vader and the forces that shaped those impressions and memories. Using a combination of Imperial propoganda and personal accounts from those who had personal interactions with Vader, the author analyzes widespread impressions of Vader and how they remain 30 years after the fall of the Empire. Originally published in the New Alderaan Journal Of Public History.</blockquote>

<blockquote>An Imperial officer loses a bet and has to get Darth Vader a present for Life Day.</blockquote> ➤ omg. from the premise I thought this would be silly crack but it's actually treated pretty seriously as a premise? ➤ Great outside pov perspective with these little indications of what the Imperial propaganda teaches about Jedi, for example. ➤ In which an imperial officer does research to figure out the identity of the pilot who destroyed the (first) death star.

<blockquote>The only thing Stormtroopers own are stories.</blockquote> ➤ A bunch of OC stormtroopers, and how they react to hearing about Finn. Of course: storytelling is such an inescapably human thing, of course the First Order didn't manage to condition it out of the stormtroopers

<blockquote>If you lived next door to the Winchester family in 1993, would you call Child Protective Services?</blockquote>

<blockquote>"He swam under water until he reached a vessel at anchor, to which a boat was moored. He found means of hiding himself in this boat until night. At night he swam off again, and reached the shore a little way from Cape Brun. There, as he did not lack money, he procured clothing. A small country-house in the neighborhood of Balaguier was at that time the dressing-room of escaped convicts—a lucrative specialty."</blockquote>

<blockquote>Dear Mr. and Mrs. Kent – I hope you’re as excited by the new school year as I am.  We’re so glad to have little Clark back at Smallville Elementary!  I’m sure he’s going to love second grade.</blockquote>

<blockquote>"Well, you're a werewolf," Stiles says. Kevin has always had a pretty good poker face, but Stiles takes him completely by surprise, enough that there's a tell-tale pause that lasts a beat too long for the, "No I'm not," to be believed.</blockquote>

<blockquote>A recently uncovered letter by British captain John Aubrey solves one part of the Gros mystery that has puzzled art historians for over half a century.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Sometimes, even former spies and ex-revolutionaries need help from unexpected sources.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Charlie joined Carlos' team hoping to gain some practical experience, contribute to his field, maybe get a paper published. He definitely wasn't expecting...well...Night Vale. (A series of vignettes about everyone's favorite scientific researchers and their handsome leader.)</blockquote>

<blockquote>There is a man who hates Captain Lord Ivan Vorpatril, with a deep and enduring, grinding passion. He’s never met Ivan Vorpatril, but he bears him a blinding malice. Every morning this man puts on his uniform and goes to work. And he spends the day hating his predecessor. This man is the new aide-de-camp to Admiral Desplains.</blockquote>

<blockquote>After the fall of the barricades, Enjolras' mother finds a series of letters her late son wrote to a mysterious R. It was curious, Adélaïde thought, how little she had known of her only child. Though perhaps curious was not the right word. Standing in the small, cramped room she had not known her son had rented, surrounded by books and pamphlets she had not known he had cared to read, she reached out and touched the strange little bundle of letters on his desk and wondered what further secrets they might reveal.</blockquote>