Isilmewen

 

Nenuial, one of the most beautiful lakes in Eriador, it has given birth to one of the most impressive human cities, now lost,.... It's cuious the way that mortals live, and all what they make, they born, live and die; they build, live and things become ruins... its an eternal circle... life and death...

 

I remember the first days of this city, and now its all forgtten, and half sunken by Nenuial, the lake that once gave it born now is buring it.

 

Curious...

 

 

Lothlorien, the immortal garden, the Lady of light lands, I started to remember my days there...

 

"The forest, the eternal green. I traveled there to learn, father sent me to Lothlorien, with me travels my uncle Aelwe, he is obviously scorting me, thought father hasn't said a word about it, but I'm not silly, he is with me for my safety. Aelwe never talks, he is a serious person and is allways thinking about the old days and all what was lost... Gondolin is allways in his mind and its nearly impossible to talk with him...

 

.. the eternal green, today we have arrived to Caras Galadhon, I've started to study with the Lady of the light, her aura is really soothing, and just now I've started to see it all clear...

 

... vineyards? why? "we need to rest as well, Aelwe said", "Mae govannen, I'm Nimien, would you like to taste our wine?"...

 

And thats how I met Nimien, my dear friend, and how my uncle started to smile again.