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Nimlith's Notebook - The tale of Eärendil

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Artwork: Drawing
A page from Nimlith's notebook showing three constellations of the Northern sky, along with drawings of what they represent. ((based on the real constellations that form the Summer Triangle, but with new images: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Summer_triangle ))

Nimlith's Notebook - Useful Mushrooms

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Artwork: Drawing
A page from Nimlith's notebook with pictures of several edible mushrooms.

A first step a first meeting..

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

To me there is nothing more blissful than to greet the morning to the sound of a bubbling brook or the soft tones of a meandering river as it seeks the Ocean. It is my first day heading due east, to leave the bounds of Lindon, my hope to find the source to each of the great rivers I have record of and perhaps even discover something new!

The Forest and the Garden

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Artwork: Drawing
The page of the notebook mentioned in the story The Forest and the Garden. (I finally got around to putting it in the right format.)

The Woman in the Woods

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Artwork: Painting
Not often do Elves come out of the woods, and not often do they chat with the Men living on its edges...

The Woman in the Woods

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Screenshot: General screen
It is not often Elves come out of the woods and have a friendly chat with the Men living on its edges...

The Woman in the Water

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Screenshot: General screen
A new visitor to Imladris.

The Sea Beneath my Feet: Nimlith

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Diary

She walks barefoot over the lawn. To my eyes it seems that the grass itself leans towards her, yearning for the blessing touch of her feet. I cannot keep my gaze away from this dreamlike figure, breathing in the real world before me. Nor can I look over-long into the radiance of her face. I hover in a twilight of wanting and running. What she is, and what that means in the world, is too great for me today.

The Sea Beneath my Feet : Randir

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Once I went out on a merchant ship. A useful exercise for any of our family, even the girls, my grandfather said. Two days were enough for a child of the groves like me. Before we were out of sight of the land a summer squall blew up. The ship pitching and yawing. 

The Pride of Men

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Artwork: Drawing
"My friend, you are never as proud as when you are humble."

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