That's all.

It is a cold morning and a red dawn. The warrior's horse wanders back to Edoras, riderless.

The warrior reads a mysterious parchment, which he has kept hidden from the others ( Read more... )

ALCAWYN!!!!

Holyfuckingeru I cannot believe this has come to pass. My daughter!!!

If you get this message, go find Mumma right now, and STAY WITH HER!!! You will sleep in her bed until I get there. Okay?? Don't worrry Sweetie, Dadddy has not gone mad......

Riding off into the darkness after receiving a message from Eomer, at full gallop, hoping that it will not be too late when he arrives in Edoras, the warrior tries in his mind to build some kind of strategy.

She is back. The worst has come to pass. No, not the worst. Not yet. There must be hope. There must be a way to get through to her, to find ( Read more... )

Eomer, my dearest love, isn't it amazing how swiftly fate changes us all? I have some important news, a happy blossoming of love which was both unexpected and yet feels inevitable and long overdue. I want to share the good news with everyone-- but first and most importantly with you, and with our beautiful daughter ( Read more... )

Dear Friend,

I need you to forge me a mithril ring, suitable for the lovliest of elves.

My hopes may be running ahead of me, but I hope for the best.

Thank you,

Yours,

Boromir, Lord of Gondor

Since the warrior's mun is working from a really, really slow machine, he decides to forgo the links and simply lays out various wrapped gifts of Tibetan armor, Mongolian swords, golden prayerwheels, pashmina cloaks, lapis jewelry, and naughty artwork from India under the tree for his family and friends to find ( Read more... )

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The italics roll as the son of Gondor rides up to the city gates, clothing stained from travel and battle, his body weary and still recovering from injuries, but grey eyes lighting up with joy as he gazes up once again to the white tower of Ecthelion ( Read more... )