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A letter to Manadhlaer, the Lady ot the house of healing, Bar-en-Vanimar

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A letter is delivered to the house of healing, addressed to Lady Manadhlaer, in the last week of the month Gwirith.

It may not be as elegantly written as one of her own, but the flowing handwriting of Ealendil in the form of the Tengwar common to Doriath of old, is quite distinguishable.

Dear Lady Manadhlaer

Language Of Light Signals

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Second Age of the Sun, later years (before the Downfall of Númenór), near the old haven of Umbar.

Union Of Heaven And Earth

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The dwarves are afraid of the sea, and some of the Eldar avoid the shore.

They fear the desire that awakens once the calls of the seagulls are heard.

Do Not Trust Carnil

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"In the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach."

Memories of a life past: I will wait here...

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It will be a short travel to deliver materials and a letter to Mithlond, Celonion said. "Wait for me". It was a sunny morning and the waves were calm in the little moor right Edhellond.

Rovaledh

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our ship, the Rovaledh, Glass Wing fast and light upon the sea's waves. It is moored near Mithlond now, waiting to sail again

Trouble on the horizon

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Trouble on the horizon

On the edge

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On the edge

Elven boater

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Elven boater

Born By The Sea

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I would spend hours by the sea and my parents would often have to come and find me.

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Painting by Wai Ming - edited by Luthril

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