Well. Hmm. If Ithildin is well and truly over (and I'm sorry to see that looks like it is), Thuringwethil and I are pulling up stakes and transferring to Sinyamar. Hope to perhaps see a few of you there! *hug*

*eyedart*

...the Dark Lord SO did NOT just hug anyone. Feh.

( OOC: Right. Confused. )

*snort* Are you all quite done milling around whining about lawn care?

Varda is whining. Manwe is waxing wroth. Ulmo is nowhere to be seen. It's starting to feel just like old times ( Read more... )

No, really, it does. Tres chic. Waterfront property!

That aside, I got bored with being bodiless. I haven't quite decided on my final form yet, but I pulled something off the rack for the time being. *pure innocence* I think it's just my favorite sister's type. See?


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The funny thing about Middle-Earth -- and not everyone knows this, aside from the gods and a few ancient elvish bards generally regarded as mad -- is that it floats.

No, truly! Would I lie...? There are the Sundering Seas which separate continent from continent, Arda from Aman...and then there is Vai, the Undersea. Vai is not quite water and ( Read more... )

There. That should hold...true, it just doesn't feel the same without Hurin's glaring or Maedhros' screams, the Evil Feng Shui is ALL off-kilter, but it'll do for what I have planned. If nothing else, it'll be amusing to watch Tulkas bang his thick head against the gates again ( Read more... )

Note to self: send a classy gift basket to whoever left the Gates of Dawn open. The Void is NOT my favorite place to spend a few ages.

*staring about, no form at present, merely a whispering sigh of shadow and cold wind*

Right. This will not do.

No watch is set upon the northern waste that was once the heart of darkness, and so none shall ( Read more... )