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Valinor

Chapter 3 A World Without Light

Submitted by Lirullin on September 3rd, 2025
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Imagine the sun suddenly going out, just like that. There was no warning, no earthquake or other natural disaster, just the end of light. At first we could see the stars, then a Darkness came up to us. This Darkness was a thing in itself. It was thick and cloying. It blocked light and sound, and even breath.

Chronicle link: 
The Lay of Lirullin

Philosophy and pragmatism

Submitted by Earcalie on May 4th, 2024
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(written from Histealdo's pov)

 

Histealdo glimpsed the new "resident" of the havens standing near a low stone wall, staring at something that seemingly only he could see. He had a couple brief conversations since the young ellon (Naergon he recalled) came to be a semi-permanent resident of his home. He had no objection when his niece asked to host her friend until he made the decision to sail West. He understood, being torn himself for a time after his brother took the ship. 

Duality of light

Submitted by Gwaewiel on March 13th, 2024
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"I have heard so many stories about the light of the Two Trees of Valinor, how twice a day the golden and silver light mingled in a single hue at noon and sunset... it happens too with the Sun and Moon but I wonder how pale of a reflection it is to that ancient light. Yet, I would not trade them for any tree in the world. Their pale light is what I have always known, and cherish."

Looking West no More.

Submitted by Danel on January 16th, 2024
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The eve of the day before we set out for Imladris, I rode down to the shore. We would be far from the sea for some time. It was just something I had to do. I took with me a short-sword I had been gifted in the First Age. Little need was their for Sarphir, travelling through this part of Ered Luin. 

I stood as the gulls circled before taking rest, as the quality of light changed, as anor sank low. And I thought on what lay ahead. 

I was certain of my path. 

Chronicle link: 
No Return to Cuivienan?

Come, Come to the Rushing Sea

Submitted by Liltare on October 23rd, 2023
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Poetry

Come, come to the rushing sea,

Travel the whale's riding,

To Elvenhome return with me,

Calls the sea-gull singing.

 

Can I so lightly leave songs of the falls?

Where merry the laughter of fair Elven voices,

singing  in  fire-halls?

 

Can I  yet leave while tree-herders roam?

And Dwarf-halls still ring while the beat of the forge,

Echos in trembling stones?

 

Come come, says the ship on the strand,

Why tarry ye yet in darkening lands?

On Helcaraxe

Submitted by Tyelpenasse on April 8th, 2023
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(set a few days before the First Age events in Black Iron - Cooling a fever (XI) )

 

Lindamar presents: "The Darkening of Valinor"

Submitted by Calanis on November 2nd, 2022
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The musicians of Lindamar tell the story of the death of Laurelin and Telperion.

 

((Totally forgot I hadn't posted this yet...))

News/Event link: 
Lindamar Presents “The Darkening of Valinor”
Kinship/Band link: 
Vanimar

Mirror canvas

Submitted by Earcalie on July 11th, 2022
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((continuation of Essenya))

Three summers ago, Mithlond

 

A Familiar

Submitted by Silwe on November 22nd, 2021
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Silwë, then a journeyman jewelsmith, and his feline companion, Airwë, in Tirion, during the Years of the Trees.

Source: 
I, Silwe, am the artist.
Kinship/Band link: 
Túrë Lá Pairë
Chronicle link: 
A Black Leather-bound Journal

na-chaered palan-díriel

Submitted by Miridial on April 21st, 2021
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"Na-chaered palan-díriel", “to lands remote I have looked afar”. How long has she wanted to gaze in the Palantir of Elostirion and see if her loved one was living a new life, or waited still in Mandos... but it was just wishful thinking and a wish it shall remain.

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