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Post by Linwë Culnámo on Jan 17, 2005 1:51:45 GMT -5
(sorry i havent posted all weekend. i was at my dad's and we have no computers ) Linwe walked Astaldo next to Silmeriel. "Our group has grown." She said, with a laugh.
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Post by Silmeriel on Jan 17, 2005 10:00:07 GMT -5
Silmeriel smiled back. "Indeed it has."
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Post by Amoniel on Jan 17, 2005 11:11:10 GMT -5
((is it too late to join??))
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Post by *'Synariel'* on Jan 17, 2005 22:30:15 GMT -5
(I'm back! Sorry, I haven't posted all weekend either. I was at my grandparents house.)
Synariel smiled contently. "And it has grown she fast." she said, glancing over at Linwe.
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Post by Linwë Culnámo on Jan 17, 2005 22:36:42 GMT -5
Linwe smiled as she glanced around her. She was with her friends and life at the moment was good. She dropped Astaldo's reins. "Good girl Astaldo." Se said, petting her silky neck.
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Post by Medliel on Jan 18, 2005 18:20:21 GMT -5
They all reached Caras Galadhon and met the Lady of Light. After a few words with her, they all retired and got as much rest as they could for the next day. Golweneth was restless. Her thoughts kept her awake and would not leave her alone. She got up and went the field where the elanor grows abundently. She saw Lady Galadriel walk by heading towards her mirror.
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Post by Silmeriel on Jan 18, 2005 18:26:04 GMT -5
Silmeriel was sleeping soundly in a plain white linen robe, belted with a gold rope. Surprisingly, it didn't burn into her waist. She sighed contentedly as she drifted into dreams. A sudden image of the Lady Galadriel shone in Silmeriel's dreams. She woke up, gasping, and did as the dream had told her- followed the Lady to her Mirror. She looked up, and, startled, saw Golweneth.
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Post by Zeth Skywalker aka Elenanna on Jan 18, 2005 19:01:44 GMT -5
Elenanna sighed, sharpening her blades, for she didn't need that much sleep. She suddenly sensed her mother and Gowlenneth and looked over the rock she was behind. She saw the slightly glowing figure of her mother, being followed by her nephew's daughter.
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Post by Amoniel on Jan 18, 2005 22:20:19 GMT -5
Neal rested herself against a rock. She sat there looking around intently.
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Post by Linwë Culnámo on Jan 18, 2005 22:48:24 GMT -5
Linwe wrapped her cloak around her and lay down next to Astaldo. "Good night girl," she whispered, closing her eyes.
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Post by Synariel on Jan 19, 2005 13:15:35 GMT -5
Synariel sat leaning against a silver rock sparkling in the pale twilight of the woods. She squirmed, feeling a tad uncomfortable. She never really could sleep too well anywhere that wasn't her own home. Suddenly she heard a soft, high voice fleeting through the treetops. She didn't know what the words meant, and often times she wasn't sure if she could really make any out, yet the song seemed to speak to her very soul, as if that was where it had come from in the first place.
Suddenly she relaxed, and her closed as she drifted off into a peaceful slumber under the trustworthy care of Lothlorien.
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Post by Linwë Culnámo on Jan 20, 2005 11:14:41 GMT -5
Linwe soon drifted off into sleep.
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Post by Silmeriel on Jan 20, 2005 13:19:50 GMT -5
Silmeriel turned to Lady Galadriel. "Why did you call me here?" she asked softly, entranced by the play of the soft lights on the Lady's mirror.
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Post by Haerodiel on Jan 20, 2005 14:11:59 GMT -5
((I'm assuming it's ok to join? Tell me if it's not.)) ((I'm not going to say much about my charecter, you just have to see. And, please don't pull my charecter into the game just yet, like, hearing her. I'll put myself in, and you'll know when that is.))
Name: consealed History: consealed Job: consealed Weapons: a bow and arrows Apperance: Tall, short hair (but not too short), blue eye's, but green at times. Race: consealed (You can aways ask my charecter some of these things when you meet her)
Hunting, hunting, searching, where? Running through the woods. I'm coming too close, There, no, run away, running, searching...
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Post by Medliel on Jan 20, 2005 15:21:19 GMT -5
Golweneth stood beside Silmerial and Galadriel was filling a silver pitcher with water. "Only one of you may gaze into the mirror at a time," said Lady Galadriel. "But only if you wish to see things that may or may not comfort you," she turned to Golweneth as she said this. "You may see things to help you on your journey. To help you let go of the past." Then the Lady of Light waited for one of them to come forward. Golweneth had looked into the mirror a few times in her lifetime and was never scared to do so. But this time she was frightened for a reason she did not know. She hesitated, fear overcoming her and for a moment paralyzing her. "Do not be afraid, my great-grandaughter," said Galadriel to Golweneth. "Silmerial, you go first," said Golweneth. Galadriel motioned for Silmerial to come forward as she slowly started to pour the water.
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