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first age

Edelweiss

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Story

As the early rays of the sun gently kissed the earth, illuminating the world with a soft golden hue, a sense of tranquility filled the air. The sky above was a canvas painted in hues of blue, adorned with wisps of cotton-like clouds that seemed to dance effortlessly.

Of days passed gone (First Age)

Author: 
Haerelben

Where the events of the first age are told.

Spear of Nargothrond

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Story

           In which Liltarë Gelilthor of Nargothrond thinks that the coming of Turin Turambar is obviously a good portent, teases her brother, and thinks dancing is the ideal way to test a spear. 

 

Ilmen

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"Ilmen is part of the atmosphere that surrounds Arda. The lower layer of that region of airs where the stars are, but also where the Sun and the Moon chart their course.They traverse the lower regions of Ilmen, and, being closer to us than the stars in Menel, outshine them. Us physical beings cannot survive the airs of Ilmen unaided, or so I heard. I also heard that the Straight Road traverses Ilmen and that is how Ships go to Valinor... but my time has not yet come to embark on such a journey"

Menel

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"Menel was the name for the regions of air above Arda, above Vista, In the common tongue would be "firmament" or "heaven". I know mortals like to call it simply the sky, even though it is much more than that. It is the domain of the stars and all other celestial beings and I heard...  I heard that Menel is an actual physical place! Or it was before the changing of the world. I do not know if a mere elf or man can ever reach it, but I do know that the stars must hang on to something"

"I say let the ships burn!"

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Her liege's voice rang in her ears, again and again and she could do nothing but obey, not even his sons dared say no except Nelyafinwe. She looked along the beach, trying to spot them through blurry, teary vision. She spotted Makalaure, looking like a ghost and she was sure the same expression was painted on her own face. She saw him reaching for the flute in his sleeve, then shaking his head, arms falling, limp. No lament was enough to soothe the ache of the ships burning, of betrayal and guilt.

Almarë - prologue

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Story


Fire and flame...


like in a haze Narye stood and watched, powerless, empty, feeling sick.

 
"I say let the ships burn!"

Almarë, wandering company

Author: 
members of Almarë

the chronicles of Almarë, wandering company of elves, their deeds and adventures through the ages

The Place of the Well

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Story

Summer days rarely were as insufferable as winter days in the fair city of Ondolinde, but they still happened. Particularly that day, where Anar hit the city with the brightest rays seen that year, and for once the winds decided to blow in the opposite direction from the valley, making it worse. It was unusual and Sinilatamo wished he had remained in the cool confines of his house. Instead, he let his betrothed drag him for a stroll, as she claimed that he would otherwise become "lethargic".

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