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Most people did not spit on family graves.  But this woman did not count as the majority. She was among the minority and when her ideals were being attacked. Then she did what was necessary to preserve them.

Red Dress

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Artwork: Artscreen

Eira in her red dress.

Source: 
Screenshot, edited by me on iPiccy

Eltas

Eltas
Status: 
Active
Race: 
Man
Background: 

Though he spends his days lost in dream-like reveries of an remarkable past, nothing that Eltas says about his life can possibly be true.  If it were, he would be the oldest man in Middle-Earth and he once dwelt in Tol Eressëa where he had been allowed to drink Limpë, the magical elixer of immortality.

He also claims that he is close to a breakthrough in concocting this elixer himself, but it is doubtful that his potions are anything more than the common medicinal tonics - often with excessive amounts of Fumellar extract.

Entry 4 - Fear No More

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Story

[A night sky above the vast opening of Rohan surrounded by snow-covered mountains. Flying among the stars and clouds, a bird. In this background, you hear the echoing call of the great horn Valaróma, and a man's voice.]

Fear No More

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Artwork: Painting
Source: 
My Work

Lights in Arnor - Part 2

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Story

As the shade of Robin faded the strange chill that had descended on the camp would remain, the mists growing thicker and darker over the Fields of Fornost. Odd voices came drifting on the wind, figures and faces seemed to appear and fade in the gloom. Many of the voices were repeating a name that Robin had used...Arazakan.'

Kalabnalu, the Spy ~ Part II

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Kalabnalu trekked close by the Greenway. He always kept the road in sight but never walked it. Passing the farming areas, a horse farm, and entering the Wildwood. Trekking the Wildwood, he hoped that perhaps an abandoned cabin, or maybe a small farm, could be found to settle in. Yet, soon enough, traversing the lakeside, he saw hints of civilization.

Missive from Rohan

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Story

“What do you mean it is my turn? I just finished my turn.”


“Unc Demdem, you turn cause rule say you turn,” Rosie said, placing her hands on her hips a sure imitation of her mother scolding a patient.

A moment with you

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Lately, she felt jaded, longing for something. But she could not place what it was.  Aellwenn sits by her front window as the rain beats against the glass. Spring is coming to a close, soon, the flowers in her garden in full bloom, if she were to go outside she would be greeted with the fragrance of rain and plant combined.  She always thought mother nature to be beautiful.  However, right now, there was nothing that drew her out into that air. 

The Red Dress

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Story

Eira walked up to the woman at the counter with a box. Eira was trying to convince herself she was just trying something new. There were no further motives than using her freedom to try many different styles of clothes. Yes, her personal enjoyment. That was why she was buying this dress. This very nice dress. And the soap Ris gave her? She was washing up tonight because why not? After helping Egfor in the orchards all day, she could go for a bath! No other motivations or desires at all played into this...

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