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This is an illustration for the Russian Leithian-based fan novel "Beyond the dawn" by Olga Chigirinskaya.
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deviantwin15 Featured By Owner Jun 11, 2014
Lovely! :) amazing shading and details :)
yalerd1 Featured By Owner May 15, 2013
So sad the story of Maglor. That someone so beautiful and talented had to be sentenced to such a doom...
GarkainN Featured By Owner Feb 11, 2013
Ваше владение карандашом вводит меня в ступор )))
Сколько лет вы занимаетесь рисованием, если не секрет?
Kingsdaughter613 Featured By Owner Jul 24, 2012  Student Traditional Artist
This is a beautiful drawing. great job!
Vanillekeks Featured By Owner Mar 26, 2012
this is so amazingly beautiful I can't believe it!! Maglor is my favourite character, and you drew him so beautifully and so real it's beyond words!! this totally made my day!
StrawberryJam1313 Featured By Owner Dec 22, 2010
He looks...mystical! I love your shading~ and drawing~ And everything *A* It's just so beautiful and suits Tolkien's mood so well.
tuuliky Featured By Owner Dec 24, 2010  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
I am glad that it is pleasant to you.
Nerwen20 Featured By Owner Aug 26, 2010
Hmm...judging from the amount of Maglor pics you draw, I'd say you have a little crush on him ;)

Haha. Love the sketch.

Ritiakaramne Featured By Owner Aug 25, 2010
This is one of my favourite pictures of Maglor
AinuLaire Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2009

Man, it would be awesome if these Silmarillion-based works were available in English.
indra13 Featured By Owner Apr 15, 2008
wonderful wonderful wonderful wonderful wonderful wonderful wonderful wonderful!
kristina-n Featured By Owner Mar 27, 2008
даёшь цвет! =)
Lauretha Featured By Owner Feb 25, 2008
One of the mosy beautiful on Deviantart... After all I had to favourite it...
limnoreia Featured By Owner Feb 5, 2008
Beautiful figure - wonderful detail.
SeekHim Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2007  Hobbyist Writer
Wow! This is one of the best drawings of Maglor that I have ever seen!
Murrauddin Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2007
The Doom lies heavy upon him... Has he just finished his song , or is he going to sing it?
tuuliky Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2007  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
I'm gratified!! :dance:

Maglor had just finished his song and put his hands down. The song was about the death of his father, Feanor, and you were quite right speaking about the heavy Doom.
It's a great pity, that I'm unable to make a worthy translation of the appropriate passage of the book.
Murrauddin Featured By Owner Oct 11, 2007
Er.. uh, well, I' ve tried to do what I can (I mean the translation from "Beyond the Dawn" by Olga Chigirinskaya) in my spare time. I'm a professional translator, after all...

Maybe it will help those who don't speak Russian to understand your art better. Here it is, if you don't mind:

Sin i aicassi helci ve u'ruva mear.
Nalla'ma na' furu, ala'stien naule yelwa.
Tu'lalye laimenna, tu'lalye i fuin mardenna;
Cirissi ar Fantur yalar le, nosseo ca'nu.

(Now mountain peaks cold as ice are stained with fiery blood…
As a lying echo, I have heard the hated wolves’ howling.
You are going into the gloom, you are going to the secret halls;
Deep wounds and Mandos are calling you, Lord of our House).

Maglor sang seldom, very seldom. Beren knew he was given the highest honour: Gold-Forger himself had taken up the harp for his sake. His turn to sing was the last. and after him none could. Finrod’s singing had seemed to Beren like that of a god coming down from heaven, while Maglor’s was like heaven itself bursting apart.

Sinome orme ar Ngolwe na'r racina falqua.
I alfirin morna oloctie imbe ampendi
Ru'nya ar cullo aca'luvar emlo sandallon,
Aha ar osse fainuvar lunga vainello.

(Here are the power of wrath and the secret lore – on the mountain path that is broken;
Black evermind has blossomed between the rising mountains
Scarlet flames and red gold shall flare on our shields;
Fury and horror shall be released from heavy sheats.)

Bor sat quite close to him, fire gleams flickering in his eyes: usually slanting, now wide open and brimming with tears. Nobody could keep from crying with grief – here, among gold and scarlet flares and deep sounds of harp strings, Feanor was dying, surronded by his sons… Nobody could keep from shivering, from clenching one’s hand at the belt, feeling almost painfully for the sword that was not here. Even without understanding a single word of Quenya nobody could keep from hearkening to the anguish that gave rise to these words and tune again and again, under terrible strain, like a woman in childbirth…

Yet there was one who could.

Ulfang had moved a little forward at his sitting place, but his face remained impassive. Most likely, he did not understand what was happening. For him this song was just one of many: sung more skilfully maybe, with more clear and powerful voice…But no better and no worse than any other, on the whole.

Beren came almost to hate him at this moment. For he knew that Elven songs were beyond understanding only for those who did not wish to understand. The one not wishing to surely had to have a…rather peculiar cast of mind.

A ono'ronya mandra, namba i naire.
Hanten handelenya a-nanta, i macil na' aica.
Tiruvanya antarya ar cambe cantala harma
Tenna i raime etye'luva, tenna i tyelde.

(O my noble brother, beat out the song of lament.
My mind is shattered to pieces,but the sword is sharp.
I shall see his face and his hand shaping the jewel,
Until the chase is over, until the end.)

Nobody has ever asked Maglor to play this or to sing that – all knew that Gold-Forger always chose himself the songs he wished to sing. And it was also known to all that with his songs Maglor spoke not only on his own behalf. Now everybody, except, maybe, the Easterlings, clearly perceived that the answer given to Beren was: "tenna i raime etye'luva, tenna i tyelde".

“ Until the chase is over, until the end..”

The sons of Feanor shall not stand by the son of Barahir. They shall not forget how their father in deathly pain has demanded to repeat the Oath. They shall not relinquish their rights to the Silmaril. They shall pursue anybody who dares to challenge these rights…

Tenna i raime etye'luva, tenna i tyelde.

Nobody stirred - until the last sound of harpstring died down, until the spell was over. Only when Maglor himself passed the harp to a young Elf sitting at his feet and reached for the cup did all the others dare to take their goblets.
whitetree-nimloth Featured By Owner Jul 23, 2010
That is a wonderful tale. Makes me want to track down the whole thing, and I sure wish I knew Russian.
Murrauddin Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2007
I understand now - this is my favourite part in Brileva's book ( especially the argument about hope between Finrod and Maglor , and Beren's joke that closes it, too).
SirithrosLirenel Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2007
Wow... The shading and the details are simply beautiful! ^^
fegie Featured By Owner Oct 9, 2007
This is amazing~~! Did you use charcoal?
tuuliky Featured By Owner Oct 9, 2007  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Sorry, my english is not perfect :(((
I`m not use charcoal, this pensil too
fegie Featured By Owner Oct 9, 2007
It's ok! :hug: Sorry I don't speak Russian...
TrickyLemon Featured By Owner Oct 9, 2007
This is beautiful! Your shading and lighting is absolutely stunning!!
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