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Imladris

Of Ruineth, and Other Matters. Part 1/2

Submitted by Danel on January 22nd, 2024
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I will say from the start, I have no great love for Ruineth. By her words was I kept from Estarfin’s side while he struggled to recover from his extensive injuries in the Hithaeglir. By her words did I accept what I thought he wanted, and stay away. She spoke with me while I too was recovering, and still quite blind, that I could not look upon her face and demeanor.

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No Return to Cuivienan?

Finally Here ...Part 1/2

Submitted by Danel on January 9th, 2024
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I cannot remember a time when I had smiled and laughed so much. My face ached, but it was worth it, every minute. A serious declaration had it been by both of us, with a nod to the difficulties we had endured to come to this night. But it had also been light of heart and joyful, with no room for any somberness. And he was happy too. I don’t think I had ever seen him quite so content? Indeed, we both embraced this future most willingly.

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No Return to Cuivienan?

A Glorious Evening

Submitted by Danel on January 9th, 2024
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“It is a glorious evening to see my two dearest friends plight their troth, “ Parnard said, grinning as if his heart would burst with happiness. 

“It is a blessed night. Thank you for being here, Parnard…and you, Erestor” 

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No Return to Cuivienan?

Two Very Old Friends

Submitted by Manadhlaer on December 30th, 2023
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What could the two nissi have been talking about with such animation and depth for so long, as if picking up a conversation set down only yesterday?

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Lósengriol

Looking to the Future

Submitted by Arradril on December 28th, 2023
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It is not too cold for two brave Noldor to sit on the grass in the Vale and enjoy a bit of afternoon sun as they contemplate what their newly joined future may hold.

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Lósengriol
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Enyalien Veleriandë!

A Request Made and Granted

Submitted by Arradril on December 28th, 2023
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To Arradril's utter shock, Branalph is done with the charade, and kneels to beg her hand in marriage. Out come the betrothal rings carefully smithed by Glorfingwë, and in front of all the crafters of the Forges, a troth is plighted.

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Lósengriol
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Enyalien Veleriandë!

To what end will this course lead us?

Submitted by Danel on November 28th, 2023
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The festival has ended and we three must make ready for our journey to Mirkwood. We shall stop a short time at Imladris however, to take stock of what we need in crossing the Hithaeglir this time of year. Our purpose after that is to see Parnard reaches his home, and if at all possible, she to whom he would be betrothed. 

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No Return to Cuivienan?

Hymn to Elbereth Gilthoniel

Submitted by Thibinoriel on November 22nd, 2023
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A Elbereth Gilthoniel
silivren penna míriel
o menel aglar elenath!
Na-chaered palan-díriel
o galadhremmin ennorath,
Fanuilos, le linnathon
nef aear, sí nef aearon!

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Laurië Lassi

Wanderings: Imladris Interlude

Submitted by Danel on October 23rd, 2023
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Continued from : Wanderings: Return to Cuivienan

 

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No Return to Cuivienan?

Of the Visit to Lord Elrond

Submitted by Danel on October 6th, 2023
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I had been sitting on the incline outside the hall. The early evening was a fair one, the stars still a promise below the horizon. It was not as warm as of late. The season was turning, but slowly, gracefully. I had come from speaking with Filignil about our stores for winter, as well as Parnard’s plans for the Autumn Festival. She understood my wish for the latter. Parnard was far from home.

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No Return to Cuivienan?

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