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Flowers

Loth-i-Lonnath Camping in the Trollshaws

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After unsettling reports from Ereimund's winged friends, we decided to make an early camp while Mithdirith scouts move on ahead.

Loth-i-Lonnath Leaving Imladris

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Loth-i-Lonnath leaves Imladris on a rainy day, traveling with kinmates and friends towards their home in Lindon.

Shower of Petals

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"The flowers may rise in Spring,

The trees may bud, the waters run,

The merry finches sing.

Or there maybe 'tis cloudless night,

Helping the Olvar

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Upon the meadows and hills nearby Duillond the revellers set out, planting many seeds of flowers and trees alike.

For the Olvar (plants) of Yavanna delight under the helping hands of the skilled Firstborn.

 

 

 

We Planted the Stars of the Earth

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Mallos, breathing gold,

Lissuin the fragrant, bringer of dreams,

Alfirin, immortal among the gardens of Arda,

Seregon, reminder of blood and stone,

A girl in the garden

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​ I took a much needed evening walk. Finding myself in Jasmine's garden, picking at the lilies and roses. My world could be beautiful.  I just needed to let time heal heal me.

Sketch of Melondene (née Boffin) Birdsfoot, Corydalia's "Ma"

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Sketch of Melondene (née Boffin) Birdsfoot, Corydalia's "Ma"

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Melondene (née Boffin) Birdsfoot, wife of Rubicund Birdsfoot, master jeweller, and mother of Franco, a Bounder, and Corydalia, current apprentice to Nadvald of the Lonely Mountain. This is a brief sketch intended to capture Melondene in a moment of contentment as she presents some irises, pinks, and forget-me-nots in a vase. She is a bit plump in her maternal years, and has noticeable streaks of white in her ginger hair, with lines from smiling and a bit of matronly loose skin.

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Flowers of the Spring [Part 3/3]: Plucking Petals: Chapter I

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Haedley hurried off through the streets of Harwick, not even noticing that he had forgotten his armour in his witlessness. His mind was a mess and he had not even time to think of it. His mind was now bent onto the worry of what may become of him, and on top of it all he was hungry. His blonde braid was bobbing upon his back and some folk turned to greet him, but he did not notice at all. Then soon he arrived at the path to the Mead Hall and skid into a stop, now calming down and gasping for breaths as he approached. 

Flowers of the Spring [Part 2/3]: The Blooming: Chapter III

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She beheld him, her cheeks blazed red with blush, and needless to say that his did too. Both in shock; neither had words, neither knew what to say. However, some one had to break the silence or the awkwardness of the moment, Haedley wished to nestle  deeper beneath his blanket like a turtle that could hide in its shell when faced with danger. It was an awkward exchange of stares, and both of them felt it.

 

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