Past

Chapter 1 : The merriment of Childhood Part I

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10 Reasons To Despise A Noldo

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He rushed to the stairs.

A statue, they had said.

No, statues were the smallest concern of Felegoth.

We Have Seen The Gardens Vanish

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Dimmed lights of the inn, flickering.
Many voices speaking, silently.
Anxiety, doubtfulness within the air, dulling the mind like an invisible mist.
Some are on duty. They make ready, prepare for the next day.
Some are just resting, recovering from perilous endeavours within a dangerous forest.

 

The Deserted Village

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On the third day of their journey the rain has grown weaker.

The company, leaving the great east-west road, passes a deserted village.

A glimpse into the past - Joining the Company of Rats

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A glimpse into the past. A boy becomes a man.

Two men had been fighting all morn to settle a dispute, some grizzled old bastard had challenged a fresh recruit over the disappearance of some peaches. By the custom of their company, it would be settled accordingly.
 

Imprisonment [minor gore]

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Memories of a life past: I will wait here...

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It will be a short travel to deliver materials and a letter to Mithlond, Celonion said. "Wait for me". It was a sunny morning and the waves were calm in the little moor right Edhellond.

"I will wait here". She waved and watched as the elven ship sailed far from her sight. It was a beautiful morning, blue sky, blue sea and little to no clouds. He would have been back from the travel in little time.

Haunted Blade

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Poetry

 

He dreamt of a shining face of some ancient spirit, caged within a sullied blade.

And thus spoke the voice that was within the sword:

 

 

The Vagabonds Tales - The Scar

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Crickets chirped peacefully as owls awoke, letting out their call into the dark night in the Trollshaws, where the thick evergreen coniferous trees protected the makeshift camp well. In the fur and leather bedroll, with a tent stretched over the top of them lay Hiath and Briannon – also known as the Vagabond and Skylark – as they woke up from a brief rest, though darkness was still in the sky.

Of Things Past and Present

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((Faelalan dreaming about her first adventures in the world.))

It was a kiss that woke her.

It was not the kiss of a mother pressing her tender lips to the forehead of her child in silent prayer. It was not the ardent kiss of a lover waking his beloved. Nor was it a kiss shared between friends, meeting after a long time apart.

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