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Mount Rerir

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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.

Of Thargelion That Is: Part Two

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The sky was darkening through the gloaming into night. The first stars were already visible among the red glow to the west. It gave me an idea. But now I deemed it time for Parnard and I to explore the shoreline, and try a little diving off a suitable beach. 

“I feel at peace here,” I said. “And no sea–longing so far, you will be glad to know.”

“I am very glad, lady. Very glad of that,” Parnard replied. He was looking to the spot on the beach where most of his clothes were piled. 

Of Thargelion That Is.

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Setting foot on Thargelion.

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Parnard and I walked along the shore. It felt so strange to me to be 'home', even though all that remained was a ruined Mount Rerir and a few rocky outcrops. We were searching for something I could bring back to Falathlorn. Something I could add to the ring I was making. But although I had ideas, I was not certain what.  And I looked to the water, to the sea that covered all of my childhood, and the friends and family whose tomb it had become. 

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Forging the Dream

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He was so concerned about binding me to one whose future he believed was unavoidable. Of that bond of spirit and body that would last until Arda was remade, that meant neither of us could seek another. But I still thought he was unable to fully understand. What was another to me? I had made my choice, and that the only one I would have. I thought then that some of my determination came from my father telling me Estarfin was slain, when in truth he was as alive as I.

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