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Gwenbur, Sperewigend

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Gwenbur, amongst fellow Riders.

Sperewigends Mustered

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Lord Ehris of the Riders calls a muster of the Sperewigend company.

Family Tree of Gwenbur

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The family tree of Gwenbur thus far.

mistress mahonia's pies

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She is singing. In all my days I have never heard such. She has been singing for half the day. The first real sounds I have had from her ... and she is singing. As we neared the glooming hills and narrow passes she opened her lips ... and a thread of colour came forth. The sound comingled with the cries of the suprised birds, enticed them to open their throats and join her.

Aelrec

Aelrec
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Eaerthryll

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Diary Entry Nine - Thoughts from a lonely heart

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I have not been out for days, not longer than what it takes to go to the well for water. I fear I have slipped in to sorrow once again, and this time there is none there to lift my spirit and ease my mind. I am alone, alone as I have always been before. Not that I am seeking the company of others, I feel awkward in their presence, as my mood might rub of on them, and that is nothing I wish. I hope they are well though, my thoughts often wander to hîr Andarne and hiril Malliel, to their expected child... I hope she is well, I am sure she is.

Rasheke's Journal In Mirkwood - Entry 2

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Nah man. 

seeds of doubt

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My body is heavy and languid, yesterday's journey settled in my limbs. I am careful not to spill ink on the furs, but I am too content in my warmth to move. We scouted the northern route from here towards the ice wall. I would know what I face before we move on properly.

Flamur

Flamur Longbeard
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