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OOC: The narrative leans towards portraying Logic and reason in a slightly negative manner. As it's merely a fantasy fable that was written within a High Fantasy universe, the message this story tries to pass on should be taken with a grain of salt. That being said, please enjoy this player-created Elvish Fable and feel free to pass along any critique as you see fit.

This appears to be a fable. It's date of writing appears to be placed around the year 2531 of the Third Age.

The night was dreary and miserable, the rain sweeping in off the ocean appeared to be unending and unrelenting, despite the harsh desert that the port city was nestled in. A young beggar boy, an escaped slave, sat curled up with his back pressed against the wall of a building. He sat in the muddy streets, filled with grime and filth from animals and humans. 

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OOC: This piece will be split up into parts, as I, as the author, believe that keeping such a set of information to take in and IC knowledge to learn about certain characters and events should be arrayed across different parts, in order to retain an easier form of reading, and hopefully interest.

The Finding Of Fhlynn

By a True Father

Chapter Two - A memory best kept silent

The Finding of Fhlynn

By A true father.

Chapter One - Death and a true family?

Chapter Five: The Flames of Memory

It had been many years, since Garmorn had felt like this - So shocked, so powerless in the face of events. His younger brother, with emphasis on "younger", had the strength and willpower to offend him, so deeply that he might wonder if this had been some form of curse from Mahal, or a dream - A memory of the past, of his previous pain, and of the dark torture that took place nigh thirteen years ago, relative to the time that this tale is noting.

Chapter Four: On Graves

Laughter, is indeed a strangeness in itself, and oddity we can not truly contemplate. At times, laughter is a sign of happiness, and joy, at others - It is to respond, precipitate, to a joke, a crudeness of sorts, then at other times it is a thing that appears when once is strongly influenced by his mug at a tavern.

Chapter Two: A mad-dwarf, a mute and an axe.

When the mad-dwarf met the mute.
To explain Tórunr's muted mouth, by the act of a missing tongue.

Chapter One: A Thud, A thud some say.

It began with a thud, some say.