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I know this account has been archived for a long time. However, I've lost access to my other two accounts lionxqueen and sol-summoner. I guess not writing passwords down finally caught up with me.
I am mostly on Discord these days, so reach out. :)
I haven’t really had muse to write here in a while, and though I love Ness with all my heart for now I don’t think I will be writing here again. Thus, I think it’s time to archive this blog. If any of you darlings want to keep in touch message me and I shall give you my Discord name. Thank you so much for many wonderful stories, may we meet again my dears.
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Arawynn had left for Valinor after being certain that the remaining (mortal) people of Middle-earth wouldn’t need her help against the Dark Forces anymore. She had stayed a couple decades after the end of the War of the Ring to hunt down and kill the remaining Servants of Sauron that were stronger than the average Orc.
That had been roughly 500 years ago. The majority of these years the redhead had spent recovering from all the traumas she had endured in her long life and re-connecting with her people and family.
About two years ago, the Dragon Changer had opened up her very own blacksmith shop - not doing much had started to really annoy her. She had chosen the Elvish town Tirion, since it was the largest and more or less right in the middle of Valinor.
The shop had gained a certain popularity very quickly, especially by the standards of immortal beings. It was mostly thanks to a service only the redhead was able to offer: repairing heavy and unhandy stuff where it stood. Which was only possible due to her powers.
Arawynn was working on a commission - an axe meant for wood cutting - when the bell above the front door announced somebody entering her shop. Putting down the grindstone, the redhead went to the front where the area for customers was. The forging area and the customer area were separated by a hip-high fence with a single wicket gate - the only safety installation since the Dragon Changer didn’t need any.
She was already in the middle of her usual greeting of customers when she recognized who had entered her shop. Nessa, the elleth she had met during the First Age. It had been quite a while since they had seen each other the last time. The smile on her face almost instantly turned from professional-polite to a genuine delighted one. “Nessa! Come in, it’s good to see you!”
Nessa came in and took her seat, smiling at her redhead friend. “I could do with some wine.” She said, sighing softly. Tirion was exhausting today, and she could do with something to relax her weary nerves.
Arawynn rambled on, which caused Nessa to chuckle, so many lifetimes have come and gone and the read head seemed to have preserved at least some of her spirit. Thus, she listened attentively to her story, marveling at her resourcefulness.
“You may have mentioned your people would share the fate of the Elves, though I fear my memory on the matter perhaps is not what it should be. Much has happened since we last saw each other, just as you said.” Nessa shrugged, looking around the place, her friend now called home. “I can understand why you have chosen to settle in Tiron though. After all, it is the fairest of the Elven cities, after which the mighty Beleriand kingdoms were modeled. Gondolin, my beloved Nargothrond too, to an extent.” There was a sad undertone in her voice as she spoke.
Hearing Arawynn fought in the War of Wrath brought a knowing, equally numb and appreciative smile to Nessa’s face. “I know your kind fought along side our forces, sadly I did not know if you lived or not, at that point. Not that it would have mattered much. Following it, I settled in Lindon for a while anyways.” She said, pondering of the time. “Swore my sword to the last High King of the Noldor. I was gravelly injured in the Battle of the Last Alliance, it has taken quite a while for me to recover. Many have thought me dead.” She shuttered at the very thought of those years.
Mentioned of Rhun brought another smile to her face. “I have visited it, once.” The memories of the Sea of Rhun have been fond ones. “While I was under the service of the White Lady of Lothlorien, during the Third Age. It is quite a wonderful homeland you had.” Her words escaped her before she had thought them through, and Nessa could only hope her friend would not be hurt by them. Loss of ones home was never an easy thing to overcome, despite of the ages passed.
“I fought in the wars for the Ring too.” She continued with a sigh. “King Elessar offered me a place at his court once it was over, but I could not... it’s not a place for an elf, the city of men.” she took a pause, letting some residual pain and anxiety this particular memory caused her. “And in the end of all things, there was nothing left for me in Middle Earth. I thought perhaps here, once I reunited with friends of old, I shall find peace..”
anyway be loud and obnoxious and fun with your interests. post abt nothing but them. make posts you’re gonna be embarrassed about later. draw fanart. write fanfiction. talk to your friends about aus and shit that makes you laugh. buy shit bc you want to look like a fictional character even if you’re going to be giving it away at some point in the future. let yourself enjoy things in a “cringey” way bc life is short dude and anything that brings you joy like that is worth doing as long as it’s not hurting people.
House of Fëanor
Note: This is not my edit. I only contributed with some stuff, so I’ll not tag it as mine. This was made by a good friend of mine and asked me to upload it here. If you like the edition, at least, give a like to her facebook page.
Turn your pain into power, that is what queens do.
An independent and selective Game of Thrones multimuse. (primarily show based).
More muses might and will likely be added later on.
Please read the rules before interacting. Thank you lovelies.
Me: Yup, I will do that!
Me ,five minutes after actually starting to do it: Fuck this, I am too tired.
me reading any of my own writing: what the fuck are you talking about
The One who Will Take You Home. Independent Multimuse featuring Aegon VI/Young Griff. Also Including other muses from ASOIAF, WoW, Greek Mythology, Star Wars, Warhammer, the Witcher, and more.
Further important info for ppl who have seen the LOTR films but haven’t read the book
1) I would have followed you my brother… my captain… my king: written for the film
2) Don’t you leave him Samwise Gamgee: written for the film
3) “What’s taters, precious, eh, what’s taters?” “PO-TA-TOES”: verbatim Tolkien
4) There’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo, and it’s worth fighting for: 100% films please stop attributing this to Tolkien I’m begging you
5) I would cut off your head, Master Dwarf, if it stood but a little higher from the ground: That one you can attribute to Tolkien
Who would disagree ?
Trying to read Tolkien’s hard-ass linguistic notes where he’s talking about palatals and labialised series and double bows representing the addition of voice like
stars, hide your fires; let not light see my black and deep desires
@oneringnet valar event: Varda Elentári
Varda knows all the regions of Eä and rejoices in light. She was said to be too beautiful for words, as within her face radiated the light of Ilúvatar. Elves love and revere her most of all the Valar, because she created the stars, which the Elves beheld first. They call upon her in their hours of deepest darkness. She appeared in shining white fana in visions to the Elves of Middle-earth, and thus was called Fanuilos (Snow-white).
Reblog if you want anons about your muse’s worst memories.
Repressed or not, dig into my muse’s past and make them talk about things they wish they could forget.
i don't know who is more evil sauron or denethor treating faramir like shit
reblog if i can message you and awkwardly make conversation with you so we can become best friends
