Arrvelas

This story directly follows that of The High Moor: Part the First.

“Surely,” she begins, mindful of how she may accidentally disturb him as she relaxes, and now endeavoring not to, “someone must know something?”

Imladris ; Late afternoon

This story takes place the same evening as the trilogy "A Letter in the Library" took place.

The final story in the short trilogy. Directly follows A Letter In the Library: Part the Second.

This story directly follows Letter in the Library: Part The First.

In Imladris, the previous autumn.

The cold winds of the Misty Mountains whip around the small camp with a howl and a hiss. Although the company is braced against the face of a cliff in an attempt to protect themselves from the howling chill, it does little to warm them once night falls and the stone they sleep upon turns frigid. Tucked away beneath an overhang, apart from the rest of the group, sit a pair of elves huddling together for what little warmth to be found.

The fire crackled loudly in the peaceful night. From what Arrvelas could tell, everyone else had gone off to rest for the night. There was no more chatter, no more sounds of footsteps. Only the fire.