Because of the new Livejournal policy, I have changed the name of this journal from nolofinwe_ to this new one, nolomiril. Acutally, I could think of nothing to change it to, and so the name was chosen by those two who tend to think a bit too much of me.

But it will do.

I have not updated my journal in a very long time, because there is really nothing to update about. I have not been near front in some time, and I've found that I've drifted away from much of the life I had started to establish here. Perhaps I have accepted this situation, but I have not grown accustomed to it yet, and I almost find myself ( Read more... )

I never intended to leave here. I have been wanting to try something, but I know enough to not just try it on my own. So when I left, it wasn't something that I was conscious of choosing to do ( Read more... )

I am fine, and I returned a couple of hours ago. I am surprised that my absence generated such a reaction. I will explain later, because for now I am exhausted for some reason. Also, my apologies to those that were worried. I did not mean for this to cause any trouble.

Journals do not serve much purpose if they are never used, and I fear I have been neglecting mine. Mostly because I do not know what to say. I could write about my past, but I've been trying to avoid most of my memories of late. Not because they are hurtful (though some are) but because I feel that I too often let myself slip into such memories, ( Read more... )

I have not been participating in the normal, every day to day life as has been my habit since I arrived here. I needed some time alone, I think, to work through several things that have been bothering me lately ( Read more... )

After a long battle with my mun over this (she did not want this to be known, for various reasons) I thought it was best that I told those here (particularly you, Nelyafinwe) about the newest addition to our...house ( Read more... )

When Curufinwë died, I mourned. And I hoped that the rift between our two families could be healed. It was not to be so ( Read more... )

Her songs would calm him, no matter what mood or emotion might rule him. He would sit beneath the tree in the garden, eyes closed as her voice poured into him, her hand clasped in his ( Read more... )

I find myself fascinated by the objects in this world. The technology. So many things that I have never seen before, and that others so glibly accept. Truth be told, it makes me feel young and uninexperienced ( Read more... )