Midsummer

Story:  'A Muted Midsummer Feast', by Parnard.

There is still a celebration a little after Midsummer Day, but the participants cannot bring themselves to enjoy it to the full. Although they appreciate each other's company, and the fine food prepared mostly by Parnard and Marawendi, (though the return of Filignil at the last moment means the return of Roast Chicken,) they are still in a measure of shock at what happened to their home, and at the loss of Aearlinn. 

Lothmeluiel, although not yet a bride herself, expresses in song the trepidation a bride-to-be may feel on her wedding day. Her mother, father, and mother's sister accompany her on violin, harp, and flute, respectively.

Midsummer at the Library of Imlad Gelair with stories, music, dancing, wine, a forge mystery, a secret door, some unexpected mischief and a fabulous celebration of the rising sun.

Tham Angol opened its doors for a seasonal celebration, headed by aspiring minstrel Glaerorn.

Tham Angol opened its doors for a seasonal celebration, headed by aspiring minstrel Glaerorn.

"Lay it down into the water and let the stream carry it Westwards."

With a face like stone, the red-clad lady accepts the paper lantern. The craftsman looks at her expectantly. His answer is an ice-cold glare: "Turn around. Go uh... go gather more wax or something. Scram!" He is dumbfounded, the poor sod. Not knowing how to react, he does as he is told and scurries down the pier. 

She turns around and kneels by the river. The mask slips.

"Ai, melethron nîn, Callon nîn... goheno nin..."*

Glæd Midsumor

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Entry 13 - Glæd Midsumor