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Winter

The snowelf

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.... The day after, wearing cold weather clothes she went out and gathered enough snow to recreate her childhood snowelf. Now that many years passed and she had better skill to actually make a decent-looking one, she still decided to give it the same wobbly appearance of her first snowelf. And just like so many years ago, it greeted her outside the porch, until the warmer weather melted it away.

A Winter Flitfrit: Elf-High in Emerald

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Story

Of recent I had cause to amend with a friend of old, and through the rigour of our reunion - tempers and joys which flared and cooled by the hour - we calmed one night in the course of our sojourn by deep-night candlelight, and shared tales - as we may here, now.

 

The End of All Things

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They waited at the outpost, hoping for months. And one by one, the travelers returned to safety and warmth. Merriment and laughter, followed by plans. To see the Sea, to finish a task. To explore what had never before been seen.

Soon... When spring came. For now, there were just these moments.

Guests Arrive at the Hammer and Anvil

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Rundod and Nistrid welcome a party of guests to the tavern-hall, guided there through the winding mountain roads by the beautiful Freylis.

Warmth In The Cold

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Story

Why...

Her hands were stiff and numb with coldness. Snowflakes swarmed the landscape like pesky insects. Boots pushing through the towering inches of snow, she shivered as she held the warm wine bottle in her hands. 

Why... in tarnation...

... had she stayed in Eriador this winter?

That stupid elven ball was one thing. Her pesky family begging her to stay in Imladris for once was another reason. Desperately working her uncooperative hands to open the bottle of her glorious warm wine, she continued to march in the snow.

When I Say Snow, I Mean No

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Aurthiel really, really, really loathes the cold! She goes to the greatest lengths to avoid even an inch of snow - even migrating to the southern parts of Middle Earth for the winter! She always thinks of Helcaraxe, and it always makes her feel frigid, bitter, and lost inside...

Winter Hunting

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As food and supplies are running low, some of the people of Bancross goes out for a hunt in the wintery Rohan forests, and will bring home moose and boar to feed the town. As always, they are all thankful and humbled after a grand hunt, knowing that taking the lives of a few beasts may feed many hungry mouths in the weeks and months to come.

A grand feast will be held upon their return, and the antlers will be set upon the wall as a trophy and rememberance of a successful hunt.

Into the Cold: Dreaming of the Battle

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Story

Into the Cold: A call from the Wild

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Story

The warmth of a firepit is of little solace up here in the mountains, where the wicked winter’s fist keeps the land in a firm and cruel grip. Wildermore has always been a “wild” place so to speak, for it is not the kind of land one would pass through easily and without purpose, and the people who do make their living here are hardened folk.

Verses from "The Long Night"

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Poetry

Some verses shared with Diruviel by a guest in Imladris many years past. She believes it is but a part of a longer poem celebrating midwinter. Perhaps she'll come across the rest of it one day, but for now, it brings cheer during the long, cold nights.

 

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"The Long Night"

 

Twilight growing, stars are twinkling

As they above in sky are winking

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