Illuvarion

"You would be glad to hear that I have made a friend in Hîr Silwë Ilúvaryano, last of the Gwaith-i-Mírdain of lost Eregion. He is proud, and clever, and willful in his age. But in that last respect, he and I are not so dissimilar. Indeed, in the halls of Imladris and by the forest's edge, his company makes an old ellon's dusk less lonely."

You might find these old bastards if you were to join the elves in the Hall of Fire of a wednesday. It might be entertaining to watch the antics they can conjure and the incessant taunting they rain upon each other, but I swear, you could not find better friends. You couldn't find many things Hravanis wouldn't do for Silwe.

At the end of the day, a king and queen of the day (or streams), are crowned. Hir Telpenaro is crowned aran-na-duinnath, and hiril Morengwen is crowned rin-na-duinnath. Wearing crowns of wreathed flowers, they dance together while the others gathers around them to cheer.

After everyone had had their chance at fishing, the elves of Imladris gather to enjoy the cooking of hir Telpenaro as he prepares some of the catch over open fire.

There at the banks of Bruinen, the elves of Imladris try their luck at fishing. Much joy, merriment and mirth accompany them as well as music fitting the occasion.

Elves of Imladris ride out, following less trodden paths down to a beautiful fishing spot along the banks of river Bruinen.

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