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Naruvir

Laiss iavais - Autumn Leaves (Sindarin)

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Poetry

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I laiss dhannol

iArdh nîn (lîr o mîl) - My world (Sindarin)

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Poetry

View over the vale of Rivendell, her present home.

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Falas - A beach (Sindarin)

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Poetry

Celaid ned laer - lights in the summer (Sindarin)

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Poetry

Naruvir is often heard singing and reciting old poetry amid her own natural novelty, and this is no exception. Every wordplay offers a fair insight to her playful and youthful mind. She sang the following by the feet of a waterfall:

iNarn Anor ah Ithil - the Tale of the Sun and the Moon (Sindarin)

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Poetry

iNarn Arnor a Hithil Si lasto enni! Narathon narn o lhû io anann,
Now listen to me! I will tell a story from a time long ago,
ir i Ardhon neth ah i ngelaidh yrn.

white lies

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Diary
The rain seems unending ... the horses restless as we wait, wait, wait. I am tired of this rocky cave, tired of the grey misty view, tired of waiting for Randir to return, tired of wondering where Araenion is. Where he is, what he is doing, whether he is hurt ... I know his bravery and his abilities, but always the worry. Sometimes their lives seem so fragile, and my hopes founded on sand ...

Early spring, 7th April, many meetings

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Diary

Echuir, ochui 'wirith - gevaith* laew

Winter, 19th March, the flute

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Diary

Rhîw, nederchae 'waeron - i himp
Rhîw, nederchae 'waeron - i himp

Bar nín - my home (Sindarin)

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Poetry

Bar nín - My home OOC: My thanks goes to Dreamingfifi for her help and to Thorsten Renk for his amazing work on demystifying Sindarin!

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