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Dark Thoughts and Bright Places. Part Four

Submitted by Danel on September 17th, 2023
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Dark Thoughts and Bright Places. Part Three.

Submitted by Danel on September 11th, 2023
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I walked out of the Halls, aware of the heavy wooden door swinging closed and the guards bidding us farewell.

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Dark Thoughts and Bright Places.

Submitted by Danel on September 7th, 2023
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It happened the second time, as I left the Hall of Lord Cirdan. Something I could not explain. 

There was a sound of horns in the distance, as of one blowing into great seashells that echoed the music of the sea, the beauty, the yearning for home..aye even home beyond Valinor. True home it was that sounded through the waters. 

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Meditating

Submitted by Parnard on August 31st, 2023
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“You seek a tavern,” Hingalas suggested brightly. 

“A public house? Is there one hereabouts?”

Hingalas nodded at the Wood-elf. “There is even dancing, on some evenings.”

“I am in no mood for dancing,” Parnard said with a frown. “Do you drink much?” he asked, eyeing Hingalas closely. 

The fair-haired elf smiled at him and nodded. “When celebrating, yes.”

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Sand and Tides

Submitted by Estarfin on August 31st, 2023
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Images of Parnard of the Greenwood, Danel and Estarfin of Thargelion, enjoying each others company and the pleasure of the beach and sea. Based upon the following:


Another Day at the Beach by Parnard

Daydreams on a Sunny Summer Morn. by Danel

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Calm After the Storm

Submitted by Estarfin on August 31st, 2023
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The night had been long, and he felt exhaustion take him as he sat in the comfortable armchair. His anger had cooled, partly satisfied from the blood that he had shed, partly by the knowledge that whatever misunderstanding had led to the mortal being there must have been of his own doing, not Danel's. He smiled to himself as he closed his eyes, remembering the joy he had felt when riding with Parnard and returning blooded from their hunt. He knew that Danel was watching over him, and he welcomed her presence.

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Daydreams on a Sunny Summer Morn.

Submitted by Danel on August 29th, 2023
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(After Another Day at the Beach | The Laurelin Archives by Parnard.)

 

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Riding for Vengeance

Submitted by Estarfin on August 26th, 2023
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Estarfin urged Gilastor on, and he bounded forwards eagerly. Parnard followed on Swan-Hoof, the companions ready to ride through the night to find their vengeance.

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A Poisonous Splinter

Submitted by Estarfin on August 26th, 2023
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Estarfin felt the brief resistance of cloth and flesh before the beautiful blade nearly bisected the dark figure. He kicked the almost-lifeless body from his sword, flicked the blade back, taking the misshapen head from the thing, then watched with fierce satisfaction as it slumped to the floor. Another wrong righted, another of their wicked race wiped clean from the spheres of Arda. He raised his crimson blade to the stars, a gesture of both reverence and defiance.

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On the Beach

Submitted by Danel on August 25th, 2023
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Parnard placed the wine skins and basket on the beach, away from the rising tide, as the others sat nearby.

"Which of you is the eldest?" he asked, looking back and forth between Danel and Estarfin. 

Estarfin looked unsure. "Eldest?" said he.

"You are, Estarfin," Danel commented, looking over at Parnard and wondering why he asked.

"Yes, the elder I mean. You are like my old Master, Athradir," the Wood Elf chuckled. 

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