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I remember...

Home, before the Dagor Bragolach, before the fire and the dragon and the armies of orcs. Before retreat, unthinkable until then, before riding to whatever sanctuary could be found in the lands of Ambarussa. Before so very many were lost.

It was a beautiful land; the wooded plains, the mountains and the great Lake Helevorn in the north. And as a child I took it all for granted. I realise of late I have been searching for it, for home, for most of my life. I search for a way to return to Cuivienan meaning a state of mind, that Estarfin may find more than a measure of peace, but my heart longs for Thargelion that was. And I can never return. We can never return....and yet...

 

(With thanks to Estarfin for the picture.)

 

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