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Odds and Elves

This entry is part 6 of 6 in the story B2MeM 2012

Smells: fishTextures: glassyTalents and skills: sailing Smells: petrichor Late in the Second Age There’s a feeling I get when I look to the west, And my spirit is crying for leaving. Led Zeppelin – Stairway to Heaven It’s a rare … Continue reading

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Snow

This entry is part 50 of 51 in the story Drabbles

“What is it with you Númenoreans and snow?” Círdan asked, smiling, as they watched the delight of the men in their camp. “You would call this snow?” Elendil retorted, but he, too, was smiling. In truth this wet slush was … Continue reading

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East

This entry is part 34 of 51 in the story Drabbles

Galdor was unsurprised that Círdan would see him immediately upon his return from Rivendell, even if it was in the middle of the night. The Shipwright wasted no time on courtesies. “What was the decision of Elrond’s Council?” he asked … Continue reading

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