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Endearing Davt Brat

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Dru couldn't help but smile as she walked through the woods, on her way "home".
Somehow, Dav had taken her dark mood and turned it mostly around. Perhaps he simply specialized in changing moods, as it was normally the other way around.
But never had he brought on such dark, terrible thoughts as the night before had brought her.

Druing Something Social

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She had done it. Dru went to the Harvest Ball, where she was sure she would know not a soul.

As she wriggled out of her fancy dress, she could not help but smirk a little. A Gondorian noble. That was her "costume". She knew she still had a few choice dresses and so on from when she first arrived in Bree years ago, though most of what she had, she had given away.
Her costume was amusingly ironic to her, and gave her just enough courage to truly show her face.

And Now For Something Completely Different

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Arissa had been feeling so much better for the past few days. Though she was still in pain, the stretch of days where that pain was amplified had ended and she counted herself as fortunate to have gotten through them with slightly more ease than she had before thanks to that tea and bark her daughter had brought home. 

A Small Bit of Hope

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Sera stepped quickly and quietly into the hovel she shared with her mother as the sun was beginning to descend down past the horizon, giving the sky an orange glow. Her mother, Arissa, was just where she left her earlier; lying mercifully asleep on her back under an old blanket in the only dilapidated wood and straw bed they owned. But she could see that her mother's sleep was anything but peaceful.

Entry #3: Hope and Doubt

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Diary

Dearest Diary,

How much I do love thee. So much. So very, very much. Well, not really, but I figure if I'm going to continue calling you “Dear,” I should at least occasionally add a little sweet-talk. Or not.

In truth, I don't have much to say today. Merely a few hopes, concerns, doubts, and fears. Normally I could keep them to myself, but it can't hurt to write them down, document them. Can it?

Dyghus, the Great Strength, Chapter II: Prove Thy Worth

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It has been two days and well into noon, by now. Despite so, this did not trouble Nenusidh, perhaps it was one of the reasons why he had to set out so quickly, which was the journey will be a while in itself. He has made way into the steep hills of Nan Amlug, the area where the forest breaks into hill and deep valleys.

Dyghus, the Great Strength, Chapter I: Grim Tidings

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It was a cold winter, especially moreso in the northern regions such as the woods of Annúndir that resided between the Fields of Fornost and Kingsfell. Despite the temperature, the day was glowing, but the sun hid behind a mask of clouds. It was to be expected as light comes with heat, and if heat was masked so should light.

Dyghus, the Great Strength

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IC: A Narrator, whose identity is not known to most, OOC: Me, Nenusidh.

A ranger with a certain past, or rather history, often speaks of tales and adventures that oft the Ranger will not be known for sharing, thus I will be the one doing the sharing. This chronicle, book, novel, will follow the story of Nenusidh and his first years in Angmar.

Gift of Varda

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The Remmirath or "Netted Jewels", a constellation of stars created by Varda Elentári before the Awakening of the Elves.

 

Windows speaking without words

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Ráolor in Imladris.

The news are disturbing. The whole east is in great movement. The whole south is in great movement. Will Elvendom outlast the war?

Ráolor is looking at the windows in the Hall of Fire, as if trying to maintain hope by staring at the many-coloured light.

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