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The time has come for the woodland delegation to leave Imladris.


"It had been many long days since he had bidden goodbye to Glorfindel of Gondolin on the borders of Imladris. The image of the golden warrior sitting proudly upon his mighty white charger would stay with him always - his armor glimmering in the morning sun, the cool breeze softly blowing his blond locks behind him, fully baring his beautiful face, his mien one of intense sadness and regret, yet there was also stubbornness and steely defiance, for he would not let the tears fall. His horse had danced to the side then, snickering and puffing loudly as if to shake his master from his melancholy mood, as Legolas somehow found it within himself to smile sorrowfully before raising his arm high in a silent, tempered farewell. Wheeling his own steed around, he galloped to the front line of the caravan under his command, not once looking back lest he lose his composure."

From Arcane Land, chapter 1 by Alpha Ori. (warning: mature content)



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Back to Greenwood - The Price of Protection - The foremost elves of the Greenwood - Beyond the fortress - Symbols of lordship  - Legacy of the Fallen - Reminiscence - Like the Wind - Cheers in Haven- The Silver Queen - The Winged Warrior