The time he and the Four had spent in Mirkwood seemed now like much longer ago than it had been. Clean, crisp mountain air. Abundant fruits that grew on bushes and trees. Sunrises and sunsets that basked everything around them in brilliant pinks and oranges. The serenity of it all was breathtaking. Could Zabathôr possibly be content like this? Had it.

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Raedwalt winced from his place lounged in his chair. Snorting explosively, Hrodwyn rose from her curtsey and gave her lordly lover a toss of her hands. Raedwalt leaned heavily back against the do.

RP stories, IC letters, and more. August 23, 2014 by Meesh. Tegil stared out across the lush foliage and sighed. They would reach the city tomorrow, and he was running out of time. The oddly green robe adorning his shoulders was easy to adjust to, but this was a much more difficult thing to do.