Etharius

Looks like we only have vague ideas of what lies in the far east. It is for this same reason why i have been conjuring it up for myself. As a method for excersising my imagination and of course cos its just so fun.

Anyway, if youre interested in reading about what "I" think lies east, here it is.

But for the sake of Webspace ill keep it brief. [img]smilies/smile.gif[/img]

Far East of the land we call Middle Earth, infact long ago before the First Age, there dwelt a tribe of creatures called Elves in the plains and the hills that surrounded them. These plains were fertile in the warmer seasons, but were known to become challengengly bitter in the Colder Seasons. The tribe of Elves initially enjoyed dwelling in the plains and there they developed a language and formed as a strong prosperous community.
At the same time though, West to the plains there lived the Ancient and Ledgendary Hill Giants, which the Elves as they remained a tribe, stayed away from.
As time aged on, and the tribe grew, the Elves began to communicate with the giants and were also seen settling in the Western Giant Hills, as well as moving North of the Plains towards the giant peaks of what they called, the White Mountains.
This succession of settling allowed the Elves to develop highly complex ways of living and they soon found themselves separated as three different Province Dwellers. The largest population enjoyed the plains and loved it for its fertility and colour, wheras the Second largest, enticed by the mystery of the Giants to the West, decided they where to live at the Foothills of the giants where they forever studied them and learned from them. The third and least largest band, roamed in the many scattered forests due North, but eventually gathered with time and took to the White Mountains.
Over time the Elves became very much settled in theyre provinces. The Western Hill Elves were known to have formed a friendship with the Giants, wheras the Elves of the White Mountains, formed a great community omong the Peaks and some were even known to have began settling in the smaller forests at the Foothills of the Mountains.
While the Western and Northern Elves showed signs of thriving and happiness, the Plain Dwellers were experiencing problems. Over time, although their population was large and known for its ability to pull through the Bitter Winters, the people started to diminish. The land grew darker, the green grass was turning sharper and blacker, and their beloved crops began to show unnatural signs weakness and pain.
For many years they consulted with their brother provinces, seeking wisdom and answers. But their journeys proved fruit-less. After all, the Northern and Western Elves were a relalively new people, and they had only just formed their own civilisation in their respective cities.
As time carried forward, sorrow grew for the safety of the Plain Dwellers, they grew frightened of the south lands and what lied further beyond the southern Wood Scatterings. Their population fell to lowest and as the famous Bitter Winters approached they decided to form group when the Warm Seasons would come. This band was decided to act as a protector for the Plains very much like what Middle Earth people had at the time called Armies.
Although this measure seemed minimal, it gave spirit to the Plain Elves, and so slept through the winter, ever anxious for the coming of the Warm Season, so that they would venture toward their fear with this Army concept.
The sun rose high, and the Elves of the North began to wake, so did the West. But when they did, they felt a feeling like no other in their immortal lives. The feeling of Blackness, Pain and Sorrow was among them all though the cause was not immediately noticed. As they began to send messengers on Horses to gather news of the Army, they learned of the purpose of their feelings. They understood the Blackness, had smelt the Sorrow and seen the Pain as they hasted south to the Plains.
Their brother province. The Plain Dwellers, had been slaughtered. The population, small as it was, was slain from the face of the earth. More messengers were sent from the Hills and the White Mountains, as the first had died of Sorrow. But when the news finally arrived to the Two Cities, such an event petrified the entire race into grief.
The Western Elves sent Bands to recover those who had hidden or perhaps survived. But there was no such luck. The White Mountain Elves sent Horse Riders to recover information of the cause of the Black Winter. Though they recovered a few strange weapons and reported the bodies of strange black beings slain by their brothers, this did not relieve the Pain from the remaining provinces.
Though one artefact, one single document was recovered which indicated what the Elves were to do. The document was made by the Elf Lord of the Plains whos name has vanished in the past, and was a drawing of their plans to constuct a mighty wall that would have separated their fears from the South.
The wall was collossal. It reached the Scattered Western Forests under the Hill of the Giants, and finished far east under the Great Eastern Forest.
The document was retained and preserved by the White Mountain Elves with the intention of implementing it, once the shadow left the plains.
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That is all the energy i have for the time being. Though i can tell you it is simply the begginning. If you wish to read more, simply say so, and over time, i will send more of my story.