Elvealin

This is the content of the letter which was sent from Feamiril of Lórien to Anglachelm of Vanimar, with the help of Telpenaro.

"Renowned lord Anglachelm,

The dusk had arrived and Elloen was camping with the others at the Redhorn gate. He looked at his companions while he laid himself down, waiting for the sleep to arrive.

He looked at Rainith and her bare feet, which now were at the level of his eyes. A faint smile got in his lips because she was always thus which made her seem very casual to him, but now they were at the root of Caradhras, and she would have to lay her feet on the snow. Elloen felt a bit silly that he didn't bring any spare pair of shoes.

Surely, here is a picture worth painting,  Parnard thought. There stood Lord Anglachelm, the noble lord of his household, crowded close around by a group of admiring elves. All were gazing in wonderment at the marvelous pendant crafted for him by Elvealin.