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Harondred

Childhood

Submitted by Eldbodred on May 9th, 2015
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"Again", voice of Harondred sounded in his ears, as Eldbodred slowly stood up from the ground. Dirt stuck to poor quality, leather armour, landing in mud, time after time didn't make it look any better. He glanced at his sister getting up from the puddle she landed in, her eyes focused on eldest brother, thinking about cunning plan to best him. Harondred was fit and well trained man, he just turned 18, but his childhood ended when parents were killed, hard work to get some food and shelter for Eldbodred and Cyndreda made him strong as Araw Ox and same resilent.

son of Rohan

Submitted by Harondred on April 17th, 2015
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Together

Submitted by Harondred on April 17th, 2015
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Soul mates we are forever and ever
Marching through life together
Until our life here on earth is done
Our two hearts will beat as one.

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olggah.deviantart.com, edited by Sandred. Poem fragment from http://www.ellenbailey.com/poems/ by annonymous

Moving forward

Submitted by Harondred on April 14th, 2015
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I nodded to the dwarf, handed him some coins and took package he was holding.
"Straight from Thorins Hall, master Hrogarth sends his regards", boomed Dwarf voice.
"Send my regards to Hrogarth as well, his crafting skill is remarkable", I answered.
Dwarf smiled and looked at Inn Entrance "Shall we have a drink or two, Master Strongshield?" he asked, looking at me and waiting for reply.

Simbelmynë, evermind

Submitted by Harondred on March 29th, 2015
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Simbelmyne, evermind, planted at our child's grave.

Simbelmyne, evermind
Is all that is left of you.
So pure just to remind
Life that ended before start.

You ride the steed of wind
Upon the plains of stars,
The day will come, my soul,
Will join you on this stride

Until that day I will be
Visiting field of white,
That grows up, where you rest
Simbelmyne, evermind.

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Picture: Olivia Parres Gold / Poem: Harondred

Harondred

Submitted by Harondred on March 27th, 2015
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Submitted by Nevara on July 26th, 2014
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I remember that day. I remember it clearly.

Evendim

Submitted by Harondred on May 22nd, 2014
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It was dark, starless night when Harondred rode his trusted steed, Halgalad up the hill from High King's Crossing to get to Tinnudir. He was determined to get there the very same day as he promised her he will return quickly, things however didn't go as planned and he was late. Watching the road he traveled, rising and lowering his head to tell his whereabouts and judging next step. Suddenly gust of wind managed to blow some clouds away letting the pale moonlight to brighten his surrondings.

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