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Nilpaurion Felagund · 02-02-2004, 12:46 AM

Aldwine's story

There was a child named Elendír, born in the wilderness of Arnor during the late Third Age. His earliest memory was listening to his mother tell of the wondrous tales of the Elder Days, and of the glory of Elenna. Suddenly his heart yearned for more stories of old, and he went to the house of Elrond, in fair Rivendell, to learn more of the ancient lore of Elves and Men. As he grew older he heard of other races of Men; of the Beornings, the Bardings, and of the Men of Bree; and wondered what tales of silliness or sadness might those people tell. So, he journeyed far and wide, listening to tales of other lands, and he was glad.

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Aldwine paused to think. After a while, he said:

"Do you know where Elendír is now?"

Hawthorne looked up to the old man, seeing joy gleaming in his eyes, and she knew the answer.

"That was your tale. You are Elendír."

Aldwine clapped his hands, and said, "Yes, that was my tale. Now, since I'm done, I'll drink some of this fragrant tea, while you tell me a tale of the Shire."

02-02-2004, 12:46 AM	#11
Nilpaurion Felagund Scion of The Faithful Join Date: Apr 2003 Location: The brink, where hope and despair are akin. [The Philippines] Posts: 5,312	Aldwine's story There was a child named Elendír, born in the wilderness of Arnor during the late Third Age. His earliest memory was listening to his mother tell of the wondrous tales of the Elder Days, and of the glory of Elenna. Suddenly his heart yearned for more stories of old, and he went to the house of Elrond, in fair Rivendell, to learn more of the ancient lore of Elves and Men. As he grew older he heard of other races of Men; of the Beornings, the Bardings, and of the Men of Bree; and wondered what tales of silliness or sadness might those people tell. So, he journeyed far and wide, listening to tales of other lands, and he was glad. -------------------- Aldwine paused to think. After a while, he said: "Do you know where Elendír is now?" Hawthorne looked up to the old man, seeing joy gleaming in his eyes, and she knew the answer. "That was your tale. You are Elendír." Aldwine clapped his hands, and said, "Yes, that was my tale. Now, since I'm done, I'll drink some of this fragrant tea, while you tell me a tale of the Shire." __________________ フェンリス鴨 (Fenrisu Kamo) The plot, cut, defeated. I intend to copy this sig forever - so far so good...