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Love

Entry #1

Submitted by Damosel on August 17th, 2015
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

(( This would be written in untidy handwriting, as Damosel writes things right there and then. And if you're going to ask about the spelling mistakes, may I remind you that it's her notebook. ))

 

Chronicle link: 
The Notebook of Damosel Endistriss

Reds meaning

Submitted by Theogorn on July 31st, 2015
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

Red really does look simple.

Kinship/Band link: 
The Red Company
Chronicle link: 
Loves, traits and belongings
Tales of the Red leaves
Centralized in the earth
Red company appendices

A letter to Cirywen. Delivered with strictest instruction for her eyes only.

Submitted by Seaver on June 28th, 2015
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

My dearest Cirywen.

The stars are bright tonight as they were when we slept under their warm and comforting glow. I only wish that you could be with me here, in part.

My innermost thoughts, I. - New beginnings.

Submitted by Seaver on June 24th, 2015
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Oft ic sceolde ana                  Often (or always) I had alone
uhtna gehwylce                      to speak of my trouble
mine ceare cwiþan.                each morning before dawn.
Nis nu cwicra nan                  There is none now living
þe ic him modsefan                to whom I dare

Kinship/Band link: 
The Bloody Dawn

Manadhlaer Grieving

Submitted by Manadhlaer on June 15th, 2015
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Artwork: Drawing

Manadhlaer, bundled in a robe but insisting that she keep Themodir's gift -- the diamond brooch -- pinned to it, weeps alone in her rooms. Her silver betrothal ring is seen on her left hand, while the gold wedding band is newly placed on her right. Once the words were pronounced and each lover's champion consented to the marriage, and his bride put the gold ring on his finger, Themodir told Manadhlaer he had always loved her and then died on the stone pathway.

Source: 
I am the original artist
Kinship/Band link: 
Vanimar
Chronicle link: 
Misty Mountains Campaign

Reverie

Submitted by Manadhlaer on May 31st, 2015
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Artwork: Drawing

Manadhlaer, with her pink diamond brooch that her betrothed gave her firmly pinned to her wrap, has a light-hearted discussion with an Imladris sparrow.

Source: 
Original artist
Kinship/Band link: 
Vanimar

There is something about Eroforth

Submitted by Taala on May 3rd, 2015
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What type of content is this?: 
Artwork: Drawing
Death is an endless night so awful to contemplate that it can make us love life and value it with such passion that it may be the ultimate cause of all joy.

 

 

 
Source: 
I am the original artist (I will never be satisfied with this, the characters are too precious to me).
Kinship/Band link: 
The Bloody Dawn
Chronicle link: 
The Captain's Daughter
Taala's Sketchbook

Words Cannot Fathom...

Submitted by Goldgel on April 24th, 2015
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Words cannot fathom the joy I feel...

When I look upon his face and see that little, soft smile of his, shining in those beautiful dark eyes, curling across those kind lips...

A true laugh and smile has not crossed my lips in many, many years, and I never thought I could...

There is something about Eroforth

Submitted by Taala on April 21st, 2015
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

 

It is the passion that is in a kiss that gives to it its sweetness;

Kinship/Band link: 
The Bloody Dawn
Chronicle link: 
The Captain's Daughter
Taala's Sketchbook

What is love?

Submitted by Azkas on March 30th, 2015
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

   It's late, but I decided to write my thoughts down for a moment. 

   I remember a long time ago, before I had ever seen war. Times were better then. Love was easier to find, because your heart hadn't grown into a hunk of iron yet. You let war consume you. You let it seep into the rock that is your flesh. It was you, Azkas, who forgot how to show compassion.

Kinship/Band link: 
Veinbolt's Company

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