Silvren shuddered as they walked past the filthy lake, there was something about it that sent a warning signal through her body, but she didn’t know what it was so she kept her mouth shut. Her ring which hung on a golden chain beneath her tunic was emitting a pale blue light but she didn’t know it. Legolas reached behind him and grabbed her hand and squeezed it, trying to sooth her nerves as he pulled her closer to him.
Katrina walked with her head held high, ignoring Mordae's tight grip. As they entered the main cavern, she saw Aradae. He sat upon his throne of evil, his eyes angry. About his shoulders was cast a dark cloak that shrouded him in blackness. Rising he held out his hand. 'Nenuial, we have much to speak of.'
Lienilde paused for a moment. He does not know, she thought. But should she tell him of Sauron's new triumph, or would it be best for him to hear the ill tidings from his father?
"But how much hope can a single tree offer us?" Anarion asked, his voice slowly fading from anger to despair. "I love my brother, but surely one man’s act cannot redeem all the sins of Numenor!"
What I believe the hobbits might have learned as children, and now has taken on a new significance.
This had been in my head a long time before I wrote it, so I was glad to see it in a finished form.
Katrina held her biting tongue as the man approached. Black hair hung to his shoulders, much like Eldarion?s, only, this mans was darker and straighter. Blue eyes shone as they locked with her own. A clear complexion contorted at the look in her eyes.
Lienilde, normally not one to cry at such things, did shed a tear or two as her brother expressed his love for his bride. She could not help but wonder if she would ever feel such a love herself -- she had said earlier that she did not want to marry anytime soon, but seeing the bond between Ardil and Inzil made her feel as if she was missing out on some incredible joy unknown to her.
Silvren glanced back at Legolas and watched as he hesitated and turned once more to face her. She couldn’t hold her tears back any longer as she watched him turn away and walk through the gate. Silvren turned and ran past her brothers back to the refuge of her room. Anariel and Míriel started after her but Elladan held them back, he knew she would want to be alone for a while.
"Lante taurelasse" means "Falling Leaf". I can't say much without giving everything away. But a young elf finds a mysterious object within the forest, and is met with disbelief by his friend. Then the prince of mirkwood changes everything.
Aurora meets an old friend, and discover what happened to Mirkwood
"Be he foe or friend, be he foul or clean, brood of Morgoth or bright Vala. Elda or Maia or Aftercomer, Man yet unborn upon Middle-earth, neither law, nor love, nor league of swords, dread nor danger, not Doom itself, shall defend him from Fëanáro, and Fëanáro's kin, whoso hideth or hoardeth, or in hand taketh, finding keepeth or afar casteth, a Silmaril. This swear we all: death we will deal him ere Day's ending, woe unto world's end! Our word hear thou, Eru Allfather! To the everlasting Darkness doom us if our deed faileth. On the holy mountain hear in witness And our vow remember, Manwë and Varda!
how Eldiaron might have felt
... Memories flashed to mind, and the pain returned. He could feel the dagger plunge into his heart. ...
It's the next part! What else can I say?