Lorien

Author's Note — A friend is currently developing an RP related to the finding of the weapons by Thorin Oakenshield's party in the Trollshaws. As a result, they've asked for prospective participants to share some information about their intended characters with links to Gondolin (where the weapons would have been crafted). I saw this as an opportunity to share my info using LA, as follows...

The Noldo stepped up the stone stairs. They were cold against her bare feet. She looked up. Golden leaves spread eternally, like lightning streams, along the sky. Under the canopy of white trees as tall as towers, she looked in front of her. Standing there, the Light of the Two Trees in her eyes, was a legend.

You are a reckless one, free in the wind

No stuffy libraries, no confining buildings for you

You are an adventurous one, since you were but a kid

Nothing but the open plains, nothing but the gaping seas

She stands on the precipice. She stands upon the point of no return. The wind whips through her hair, catching her braided locks in its wild grasp and pulling threads and strands of her hair loose. The skirt of her tunic flaps wildly in front of her as she stares down the sheer drop. A sense of nausea overcomes her, and she stands upright once more so she does not have to see the bottom.