Calidis

Eduwiges of Faldham sat on the edge of the great flet of Telain Melthin dangling her feet over the vast empty space of the enormous grove of mallorn trees, A gentle breeze blew the branches and shining leaves into a gentle dance of golden light. Like a child she kicked her bare feet back and forth. She had changed out of her customary travel armor and into a black Lorien tunic and leggings. The golden trim of the sleeves and collar twinkled in the twilight sun of the golden wood.

     The skies flashed orange as flames leapt across the battlements. Heaving clouds full of water seemed to hang low in a pregnant pause. The screams of the dying and fighting echoed through the elven hewn stones, imprinting its horrors on the once gleaming city of Turgon’s people. Morgoth had found them and employed all his arsenal in an effort to remove this forever blight on his rule of Middle Earth.

Eduwiges of Faldham stormed out of the greathouse of Tol Lochul and slammed the large doors behind her with a clash. She took the marble steps down two at a time and stomped with a bow legged gait down to the seawall. The constant bickering with Daedre, her rescued mother, was beginning to take its toll on her along with the seeming tension floating in the  house like a meandering creek clashing with rocks in the stream bed. Eduwiges was a woman of action.

(This event occurs directly after the event of the Blood Mother Series and the Post 'A Tentative Home Coming, https://laurelinarchives.org/node/57542)

Eyes of midnight

Brow of dawn

Heart of ruby

Hand of bone

All facets born of need, all facets set by art.

Power, peace, helplessness, war...all faces catch the light, all faces bear the darkness.

Solitude, love, tragedy, loneliness....all moments know the past, all moments see the future.

Embraced by passion, Consumed by death.

We stand alone...together.

(These events take place after The Linhir Ripper - Part 11 and The Linhir Ripper - Silver Dreams...Xan's Humble Chronicler)

The ride in haste up the coast of Belfalas had already been long and exhausting for both Xanderian and Calidis, responding to the urgent summons of Rian’s sister Xanderlif to join the rest of the company in Linhir.

The company was making final preparations to depart from Bree as the sun rose. Mounts and pack animals were being assembled in the courtyard before the Prancing Pony as Barliman glared from the stairs, Nob hiding behind his leg as if he wished to confirm that the band were actually leaving. The Innkeeper had made clear to Xanderian and Xandilif the night before that if any more damage or upset were caused by the travelers, he would have to put a large surcharge on their already considerable tab.