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Rivendell

'The Trouble with Twins'

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Diary

OOC – Author’s Note:

Beren's Song of Love

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Tinúviel, belovèd,
You are my heart's desire. You are my true love.
Don't you know how I adore you?

No, do not fear and do not doubt.
I am yours forever.
Look deep inside me; what is written on my soul.

Tinúviel, my only true love

Celebrating Narquelië

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Members of Laurië Lassi perform in Imlad Gelair in Imladris. 

 

Busy Market

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a busy day at the dwarven caravan market in Rivendell

(Live RP) - Dwarven Caravan Market @ Rivendell

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Author’s Note: This piece was shaped with a little help from AI. It provided assistance on things like the structuring, some names, shortening some verbose language/ideas as I'd written, and gave me the odd turn of phrase here and there.

A Quiet Place

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∼ Not all those who wander are lost ∼
∼ Some find the silence they were seeking ∼

Heart of a Ranger

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Story

Lastor stepped into the great hall of Rivendell, his eyes adjusting to the soft glow of the elvish lamps. The air was cool, carrying with it the scent of autumn leaves, mingling with the faint aroma of pipe weed that lingered in the air. “Lastor, it has been far too long,” Aragorn’s deep, resonant voice echoed through the dimly lit chamber as he rose from his chair.

An Unexpected Find

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Story

Lastor strode through the grand halls of Rivendell, his eyes scanning the ancient tapestries that adorned the walls. The whispers of the elves echoed through the corridors as he approached the library of Master Elrond. He had received special permission from the lord of the house to delve into the tomes of the ancients, seeking knowledge of the lost lands of Arnor and Cardolan. His tall frame filled the archway as he stepped into the dimly lit room, the aroma of aged parchment and dust filling his nose.

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