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Above the Silver Deep mine are the ruins of an ancient elven haven, east of King Thorin's Halls, at Thorin's gate; it is Edhelion, and Talagan was its Lord.
"Ilmenis part of the atmosphere that surrounds Arda. The lower layer of that region of airs where the stars are, but also where the Sun and the Moon chart their course.They traverse the lower regions of Ilmen, and, being closer to us than the stars in Menel, outshine them. Us physical beings cannot survive the airs of Ilmen unaided, or so I heard. I also heard that the Straight Road traverses Ilmen and that is how Ships go to Valinor... but my time has not yet come to embark on such a journey"
"Menel was the name for the regions of air above Arda, above Vista, In the common tongue would be "firmament" or "heaven". I know mortals like to call it simply the sky, even though it is much more than that. It is the domain of the stars and all other celestial beings and I heard... I heard that Menel is an actual physical place! Or it was before the changing of the world. I do not know if a mere elf or man can ever reach it, but I do know that the stars must hang on to something"
Aiwenórë in Quenya, or simply called "Bird-land", is the lower region of Vista, the lower layer of the atmosphere, where birds may fly and breathe. I so wish I could shapeshift and join them, but alas, my name is not Elwing
Earcalie whistled to recall the hunting dog once the meal was ready. She handed him strips of beef jerky and fresh water "Here you go, and as you've been a good boy today we'll go scout the woods together tomorrow, hm?"
Earcalie was sat on a bench lazily watching the hustling and bustling of the elves at he port busy carrying crates, sails, shouting over the noise, all this while she was munching on some oat biscuits when she heard a louder noise, coming from her immediate vicinity
"Vista was the lowest layer of atmosphere that surrounded our world before it was inevitably changed after the cataclysm inflicted at the end of the Second age, so the legends say. And yet I ask myself, is it different now? Is it the same just now it is the wind that blows from the mountains? The wind took me to the land of stone, to Gondor. perhaps to tell me its story. But am I am right or am I wrong..."