Celborn, Galdriel and Elrond - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Daegwenn · 02-16-2002, 11:58 PM

Aralaithiel:
Oh dear. There goes the neighborhood-or to put it accurately- there goes the Middle-earth neighborhood.

^.^ You seem to be very enthused about your story, where is it? May I read it?

I am working on my own right now, it starts when Legolas is just a babe (Imagine a little boy around the age of eight)with his brother ( made-up because I still haven't found any proof that he HAD brothers) called Gloriden, as the main character...It's a work in progress.

Now, as for the last elves in ME and all...yes Thingol, I agree, I like E&E delaying their choice. But I read in the Tolkien encyclopedia that in fact, after a few years the twins do go to their father after they get tired of ME. When I get up enough darn money to buy the encyclopedia, I will quote on it because I know for a fact that I read it there.
~~Daegwenn

02-16-2002, 11:58 PM	#20
Daegwenn Haunting Spirit Join Date: Feb 2002 Location: Lothlórien Posts: 82	Aralaithiel: Oh dear. There goes the neighborhood-or to put it accurately- there goes the Middle-earth neighborhood. ^.^ You seem to be very enthused about your story, where is it? May I read it? I am working on my own right now, it starts when Legolas is just a babe (Imagine a little boy around the age of eight)with his brother ( made-up because I still haven't found any proof that he HAD brothers) called Gloriden, as the main character...It's a work in progress. Now, as for the last elves in ME and all...yes Thingol, I agree, I like E&E delaying their choice. But I read in the Tolkien encyclopedia that in fact, after a few years the twins do go to their father after they get tired of ME. When I get up enough darn money to buy the encyclopedia, I will quote on it because I know for a fact that I read it there. ~~Daegwenn __________________ "And still of a winter’s night, they say, when the wind is in the trees, When the moon is a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, When the road is a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor, A highwayman comes riding— Riding—Riding— A highwayman comes riding, up to the old inn-door. Over the cobbles he clatters and clangs in the dark inn-yard. And he taps with his whip on the shutters, but all is locked and barred. He whistles a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there But the landlord’s black-eyed daughter, Bess, the landlord’s daughter, Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair" Highwayman Alfred Noyes