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The Last Days of Thargelion: Part two. Friends. 2/2

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After Part 2 1/2

 

(Three weeks before the Dragon)

 

Return to the Valley

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It came to pass that the three elves reached the Valley of the Cleft as the end of the year drew nigh. Long did they gaze down upon the refuge until the daylight faded and lamps were kindled along the streets to guide their steps towards the Last Homely House. There the elves would soon assemble together at a sacred Festival of rejoicing, and a great fire was stoked inside the Hall: here might those weary in mind and body find succour. 

The Last Days of Thargelion. Part Two: Friends.

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(After Part one)

 

I have never been one for a large gathering of acquaintances, preferring a small number of closer friends. For much of my early life this consisted of Rilye, Hirinde and Caro. 

Warmth on a Cold Night

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Hope In the Gloaming

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The Last Days of Thargelion. Part One: Family.

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(Four weeks before the Dragon.)


 

Despite the passing of Ages, I remember it well. 

The Autumn Feast - Part I

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“Greetings, Estarfin! You are just in time for the start of the feast,” said Parnard, bowing carefully so that his antlers did not fall off. These had been tied to an old steel helm that he found in a cupboard, and when he put it on, it took him back to the days when laughing Wood-Elves roamed underneath the forest’s misty eaves wearing such garb.

Lelyafas

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‘Beautiful hair’, his mother had called him, and rightly so. Though it had a will of its own, when brushed and combed out it was a thick wavy mane that any would be proud of. 

“It is like dry twigs,” he had said to me when I first set comb to it. Nay, it took but a little patience to restore its vitality. 

Of Tripe and Oranges: Part Two.

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“I am sure King Thranduil holds magnificent Feasts,” said Filignil. Never had she attended one, but during her travels in the lands of the Wood-elves she had heard of them. “They are not quite the same as our feasts of old, and even celebrate different times of the year, but they can be magnificent nonetheless.”

Of Tripe and Oranges. Part One.

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The day had been an exceptionally busy one. The Autumn Feast was drawing very close. Then there were preparations for the winter months in general, and then, the Lady had told her that she, Lord Estarfin and Master Parnard would all be heading for Mirkwood shortly. How long they would be away for was uncertain.

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