Winter

Mourning in the Winter (Final of the Season Sequence)

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Story

When winter spread to the Rhovanion, the window which Odwena stared out was shuttered closed. She was hidden from the world, and the world hidden from her. The only warmth came from weak candlelight, or a hearth too far from the bed.

From Spring comes Winter

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The tales of Odelynne's journey from her mother's illness and death to her flight from Rohan, and beyond.

Northdowns: Wayward Ranger Pt.1 The Hunt

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A pair of dark grey eyes peered through the hood and mask, muffled steam rising with each breath as he broke a trail through the snow that gathered on the banks of the half frozen creek. It was quiet, the world crisp and white though he spotted a set of deer tracks that lead to and from the water’s edge. After refilling his waterskin, he made his way back up to higher ground, where the snow thinned, blown by the howling winds that brought the breath of ice down from Forochel.

Winter magic, No veren in oer Eruchúd!

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No veren in oer Eruchúd!

 

Merry Christmas and a happy new year!

A season clear

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Poetry

A season clear

 

When Arien’s heat is dim

And quickly through the sky she skims

Awards from Imladris Rhîw Mereth

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Lothoniel

A winter feast

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Story

Long and impulsive are the journeys of Galmaxthalion. Guided by the whispers of the wind and the flow of the waters of middle-earth, he wanders where he is needed, but mostly where his heart takes him. It is no secret also that the fading of the year has a special place in his thoughts.

Rhîw, winter essence

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Rhîw, winter essence

Dyghus, the Great Strength, Chapter III: Test of Strength

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Story

It was a cruel night – dark and cold, empty of emotion yet corrupted, and it stabbed Nenusidh’s warm heart like a knife. The land was giving the ranger a message – a rather bitter message at that, that there cannot be mercy. The moon was neither bold nor strong enough to best the cruel skies, and the stars were too few and much covered. The land was covered in darkness, yet despite so, there was a fragment of light within the ranger.

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

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Story

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.

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