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Alatáriël Lossëhelin · 03-05-2004, 10:59 PM

It's so good to be posting under my real identity again...

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Legolas and I had guard duty again today. You know, this Elvish ability to blend living night and deep dream has just about lost it's charm for me. It's ok when you're hanging with other Elves--you're able to party all night long. But these mortals seem to think, "Hey...Elves don't need to sleep. Let them do guard duty." So Legs and I took turns braiding each other's hair, trying out new styles and techniques, while the lazy mortals slept.

We also discussed the future of the Fellowship. Legolas favors going to Minas Tirith with Aragorn and Boromir, but I feel I must stay with the Hobbits. These small folk have captured my heart and I cannot bear the thought of being parted from them. The choice must be made when we reach Rauros, and that is still 23 leagues distant. But it is coming...

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The weather was still grey and overcast, with wind from the East, but as evening drew into night the sky away westward cleared, and pools of faint light, yellow and pale green, opened under the grey shores of cloud. There the white rind of the new Moon could be seen glimmering in the remote lakes. Sam looked at it and puckered his brows.

The next day the country on either side began to change rapidly. The banks began to rise and grow stony. Soon they were passing through a hilly rocky land, and on both shores there were steep slopes buried in deep brakes of thorn and sloe, tangled with brambles and creepers. Behind them stood low crumbling cliffs, and chimneys of grey weathered stone dark with ivy; and beyond these again there rose high ridges crowned with wind-writhen firs. They were drawing near to the grey hill-country of the Emyn Muil, the southern march of Wilderland.

03-05-2004, 10:59 PM	#1301
Alatáriël Lossëhelin Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Feb 2003 Location: Road to Rivendell: 2491 miles from Hobbiton, with Frodo and Sam, homeward bound Posts: 365	It's so good to be posting under my real identity again... __________________________ Legolas and I had guard duty again today. You know, this Elvish ability to blend living night and deep dream has just about lost it's charm for me. It's ok when you're hanging with other Elves--you're able to party all night long. But these mortals seem to think, "Hey...Elves don't need to sleep. Let them do guard duty." So Legs and I took turns braiding each other's hair, trying out new styles and techniques, while the lazy mortals slept. We also discussed the future of the Fellowship. Legolas favors going to Minas Tirith with Aragorn and Boromir, but I feel I must stay with the Hobbits. These small folk have captured my heart and I cannot bear the thought of being parted from them. The choice must be made when we reach Rauros, and that is still 23 leagues distant. But it is coming... -------------------- The weather was still grey and overcast, with wind from the East, but as evening drew into night the sky away westward cleared, and pools of faint light, yellow and pale green, opened under the grey shores of cloud. There the white rind of the new Moon could be seen glimmering in the remote lakes. Sam looked at it and puckered his brows. The next day the country on either side began to change rapidly. The banks began to rise and grow stony. Soon they were passing through a hilly rocky land, and on both shores there were steep slopes buried in deep brakes of thorn and sloe, tangled with brambles and creepers. Behind them stood low crumbling cliffs, and chimneys of grey weathered stone dark with ivy; and beyond these again there rose high ridges crowned with wind-writhen firs. They were drawing near to the grey hill-country of the Emyn Muil, the southern march of Wilderland. __________________ "It's impossible to have Frodo without Sam, or Sam without Frodo. They're like two halves of one heart..." "If your hurts grieve you still and the memory of your burden is heavy, then you may pass into the West..."