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°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:・‧₊˚♪ 𝄞₊˚⊹Tea and Tranquility‧₊˚♪ 𝄞₊˚⊹°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:・
What an honor to collaborate with my dear friend @elgaladwen
Little Gallorith painting <3
(As usual, he belongs to @angbands-last-hero, but I steal him as much as possible.)
@angbands-last-hero | gallorith
Saephrond had long cherished the friendship he shared with Gallorith of Lothlorien. Gallorith had often sent him delicate blends of tea, accompanied by thoughtful letters signed in pressed flowers from his beautiful gardens. These teas, infused with rare flora, found Saephrond wherever he had gone. It was a wonder how Gallorith managed to find him, but Saeph appreciated his quirks. As he sipped a brew from the most recent parcel, an idea took root in his heart. He would return the gesture by crafting his own tea of mixed herbs from some of his favourite regions, and hand-delivering a few bundles of flowers from the Shire. Surely, Gallorith would have much use for blooms that were foreign to Rhovanion. It was the least Saeph could do. And he'd not pass up the chance to visit his friends. Nor, little Miss Rosie. He began his journey in the Shire, where his hobbit friends gathered around him, curious about his travels. As he wandered through their gardens, he gathered the finest marigolds and sunflowers - telling them of the beauty Lothlorien held and the peace their flowers would bring to its soil. And in the hills beyond the Delving Fields, Saeph picked wild flowers and fresh wild mint, known for its soothing properties and fresh taste - a perfect first ingredient to his tea. With plenty a pick, he bade farewell to the Shire folk and traveled on to Rivendell. There, among the elegant arches and waterfalls, he found delicate elanor blossoms and sprigs of lavender, which would imbue the tea with a calming essence. He hurried along, so as not to meet the Lord of Imladris this time, for time was not in favour of keeping the plants fresh. The final stop was the rugged, windswept paths of the Misty Mountains. The climb was difficult, and the snow beasts relentless. But in the high, rocky crevices, he found wild thyme and mountain sage. These particular herbs would lend the tea strength. And with his basket now abundant with flowers and herbs, he started for Lothlorien, where the soft yellow treetops greeted him. The air was cool and moved about him in a gentle breeze, carrying with it the bristles of dandelions and the quiet hum of song.
How he'd missed the Golden Wood.
Such lovely art of Gallorith and Elgaladwen by @nimphelos!
I was so happy to get one of their commission spots, and even more happy with how it turned out. I love the pose, their expressions, their outfits, and the details so much! (The little dragonfly!) I feel as if I came upon these two in a glade while they've forgotten the rest of the world exists. (My sweet Gallorith belongs to @angbands-last-hero <3<3)
Gallorith of Lothlórien in the late Second Age
Young and hopeful, when all was bright; an elf with a best friend and so much excitement for the future. In a few years, that would all come shattering down, even as the enemy fell around him in Dagorlad.
Most of my characters don't meet him until over 3000 years later, when he is a gentle pacifist, haunted by his past, but I am always fascinated by what he might have been like before, and what he might be like had the war and events after not scarred him so badly. (But just to be clear he is perfect as he is now, tyvm) He eschews the sword now, only using it when he absolutely has to in defense. This has led to some beautifully angsty RP after he vowed to protect Elgaladwen, who would later become his wife, eventually leading to him having to kill someone to save her. He is not the same person who left the Golden Wood for war those many centuries ago.
As always, Gallorith belongs to @angbands-last-hero, and I'm glad my friends put up with me speculating about their characters so much, and using particular ones as art and writing muses. <3
Elgaladwen and Gallorith visit the eaves of Fangorn
Please meet (not entirely accurate) Gallorith Ken, and Elgaladwen Barbie.
Gallorith knits, so I made him some needles and a little project to work on. 🧶
✨Gallorith and Elgaladwen ( @elgaladwen ) wishing you all a Happy New Year✨