Ealendil

Sunday June 11th, Echad Dúnann, Eregion

A brief account of what transpired during the first hour the author was present.

Morning hours at the base camp at Echad Dúnann. Ealendil sits by the fire alone for the moment, while Nienore, beneath a tree a little further away, occupies herself with reading. Ealendil roasts some of the bread, that had become a little stale, over the fire.

((Please forgive my crude attempt at Tenwar))

Sunday May 27th, Mirobel, Eregion

Sunset at ancient Mirobel, the company from Echad Dúnann finds themselves somewhat reduced in numbers as both Coruhuron and Eluineth have been called back to Rivendell by raven message earlier that day.

Sunday May 13th, Visiting Mirobel, Eregion

In the fey hours before dawn, Ealendil caresses her harp gently by the fire. She is alone, save from Nienorë sitting by herself a little behind her, writing or drawing, and Elvealin sleeping nearby.

Sunday April 29^th, Echad Dúnann, Eregion.

A brief synopsis of what transpired Sunday April 15th.

Dawn at the small hillock overlooking the valley leading up to the Red Horn Pass, opposite the old ruins of Minas Elendúr.

A letter arrives at the desk of the Lady of the Pillar [*], written in Doriathren of old. The flowing Tengwar handwriting of Ealendil is quite distinguishable.

With the letter follows a small package containing score sheets carefully tied together with golden ribbons [**].

To the Lady of the Pillar

Dear Lady Manadhlaer

It was a few of days after Vanimar’s meeting at the Pillar, a meeting that saw Lady Manadhlaer bestowed with the responsibility and office of Lady of the Pillar, an order no longer leadership. It had been heart-warming to see Manadhaler, humble and almost moved to tears, receive the insignia of her new office from the Lady Ambassador Tingruviel, acting upon Lord Anglachelm’s directive. Ealendil felt so proud and happy for her friend.

So many departures. They knew that this day would come, that they would have to be prepared. It still made her wonder, despite their training, were the Fountaineers ready for this? As she left the Pillar hall, her conversation with Tingruviel still rung in her ears.