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  • Time Waits for No Man, a lord of the rings fanfic

    [ad_1] Time waits for no man Title: Time waits for no ManAuthor Name: Linda HoylandPrompt: Prompt: “In that time the air of Middle-earth became heavy with the breath of growth and mortality, and the changing and ageing of all things was hastened exceedingly; life teemed upon the soil and in the waters in the Second Spring of Arda, and the Eldar increased, and beneath the new Sun Beleriand grew green and fair.” (The Silmarillion, “Of Men”)Mortality, change, growth are key elements to define the different race in Middle-earth. Write a story or create art where these topics play a central role.Summary: Arwen visits an aged Faramir.Rating: PGWarnings: Mention of deathBeta: noneAuthor’s Notes: Set a few weeks before Faramir’s death at the age of 120. Carrying a basket, Arwen walked slowly towards the Steward’s apartments, a troubled expression upon her ageless features. After a servant had opened the door. Elboron hastened to greet her. “Lady Arwen, it is so long since we have seen you here. It is good to see you today.” Arwen looked somewhat ill at ease as she returned his greeting. “How is your father today? If he is not well enough for visitors, I will leave the […] More

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  • Where no Birds Sing Chapter 1, a lord of the rings fanfic

    [ad_1] Where no Birds Sing Summary: When Roheryn goes lame, Aragorn and Faramir are stranded in a storm Rating: PG13 With grateful thanks to Raksha and Virtuella. Oh what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,So haggard and so woe-begone?The squirrel’s granary is full,And the harvest’s done. -Keats Disclaimer: These characters all belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. This story was written for pleasure and not for financial gain. “He cannot go much further tonight,” Aragorn pronounced after carefully examining Roheryn’s hoof. “Alas, that he should go lame now when a storm is brewing!” Roheryn whinnied. He had cast a front shoe earlier that day and had developed a bruised hoof as result of the stony track they were travelling along. Aragorn looked up to where the dark clouds were blowing from the West. The wind was rising, sending the fallen leaves scurrying round in circles, while those that still remained on the trees turned their leaves over as if eager to catch the approaching rain. “We should seek shelter for the night, but I know not where,” said Faramir. “I do not know this area very well.” “Someone is coming,” Aragorn observed. “We can ask them.” An old man approached from […] More

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  • No Hope for Myself, a lord of the rings fanfic

    [ad_1] No Hope for Myself The characters are the property of the Tolkien Estate. ‘I gave Hope to the Dúnedain, I have kept no hope for myself. – Gilraen, The Tale of Aragorn and Arwen- Tolkien. Dedicated to the memory of all beloved Mothers no longer with us. With grateful thanks to Raksha and Deandra Aragorn awoke with a start. A feeling of bleak emptiness was gnawing at his soul. It were as if part of it had been torn away. He immediately sensed that what he had long feared had happened; his mother had passed beyond the circles of the world. Guilt and grief overwhelmed him. He should have remained at her side. It had been all too clear to him that Gilraen was fading; overwhelmed by a lifetime of care and sorrow. She had told him herself that they would not meet again in this life. He had not wanted to believe her, but her foresight had proved correct. He remembered clearly that final morning when he had embraced his mother for one last time, and begged her to have hope. He had offered to stay longer, but she had urged him to go and continue to fight […] More

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