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In Gondolin

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Artwork: Painting

A Letter to Mother and Father-Age Eleven

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Diary

Mother and Father,

A Letter to Mother and Father- Age Ten... 4 months later

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Diary

Mother and Father,

Winter Watch: Part Four, Homebound

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Story
The first, second and third parts of this story can be read here:

The Red Huntress fires her arrow.

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Story

Across the table from him sat the silent huntress, her copper tassels framing her face.

How did he know she was a huntress, the bow was kinda obvious.

While The World Sleeps

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Story

(Background ambience)


The silence was incredibly soothing.

Mereth Nathol-i-Ethuil - The Feast of Welcoming Spring

Bar-en-Acharn invites all elves and elf-friends to celebrate the signs of coming spring and lengthening days! 

There will be a feast, music, dances and laughter! 

 

Date: 
February 14th, 2021
Time: 
14:00 server-time
Location: 
Torech Besruth (#5 Waterbank Road, Tour-en-Aduial, Falathlorn)

Baylen

Baylen
Status: 
Active
Race: 
Man
Background: 


Baylen son of Gundar, son of Malach, son of Borom was born a lord of Ithilien. He spent his childhood instructed in the history and the art of warcraft. 

Baylen is given the nickname 'the Arnen', as in Emyn Arnen the mountain, for his solidly built body. He stands over six feet. His cold, piercing blue eyes seem to see through people.

Thoughts on a Snowy Morn

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Diary

Thoughts on a Snowy Morn

Torech Besruth, Falathlorn, Lindon

Moyna's Children - Part 3

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Story

Finchley peered around the corner and gasped aloud at the sight of an undead hand choking Cat. She looked for Lif and called out, "Lif! Is it them? The Unsealed?" A horrible sinking feeling grows in the pit of her stomach. If this is her fault...

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