| More angst. Deal. |
{13th April 2004 .:. 10:53pm} |
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The large desk in the royal chambers was littered with papers, most of them blank. The ones under Lúthien's hand were covered with delicately written tengwar and musical notes. Candles illuminated the room, while outside it was dark, inky blackness courtesy of Ungoliant.
That's what the music was for. A spell, a perfect song written specifically to counteract the unnatural night. But it was slow going. She had collected her children from the cottage where she'd left them for safe keeping, and they also required her attention.
And then there was the constant weight in her heart. Éomer had been gone for two months, more or less. She tried not to think about it, because surely if she didn't think about it then it wouldn't be a problem, or make her wake up at night feeling like she was torn inside.
Then again, there were times when she felt twinges of closeness, feather-light hints of movement. It was at those times that she almost expected him to come through the door, laughing and carrying one child on his shoulders and another in his arms, with straw tangled in his hair. She expected him to come through the door looking tired after a day of doing paperwork. She expected him to come through the door and wrap her in his arms, telling her how much he loved her.
But no, she would think. Why, if he was coming back, wasn't he here already? She feared that the Doom of Man had taken him.
And with that thought, she would again blink back the tears and straighten her back and move forward.
It was all she could do.
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{26th March 2004 .:. 08:21am} |
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When you light a fire, you must be very cautious. Some fires blaze to life but die out quickly. Others burn slowly for a long while. Still others are born of a great heat and burn without ceasing, consuming everything in their path.
Now, not all fires are physical. Some burn within the soul. Empassioned blazes of anger or justified wrath.
And this is the sort of fire that burns now, just outside the door of the throneroom in Minas Tirith. The wanted ads around the city had not gone unnoticed by Lúthien. This was her chance to get close (hopefully) without being noticed. In any case, she was determined to regain the throne by any means necessary, or to die in the process like her husband had. There will be no turning back. She is driven by the fire in her blood.
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| Return of the Queen |
{13th March 2004 .:. 07:27pm} |
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Lúthien: Take me back to my city, please. >:|
Six: But I brought wine :D
Lúthien: I want to go back!
Six: You nag so much.
Lúthien: I do not! I just want to go home.
Six: Nagnagnag.
Lúthien: ... Fine. I'll just walk.
Six: As you wish.
Lúthien: I wish it. I'm going home now because this has gone on long enough. *gathers up the children and starts hoofing it back to Minas Tirith* *eventually gets far away enough from Six to use her teleportation, and takes herself and the children back to the city*
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| sdlfkjDEATH |
{19th February 2004 .:. 05:04pm} |
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*is teleported away from the throneroom with Six*
*yells nasty things in Sindarin about Seven's mother and an orc and tries to punch Six*
What in Eru's name are you doing!? Let me go!
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| Ferrets. |
{6th January 2004 .:. 10:39pm} |
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Ô_Ô
Ferrets. FERRETS. Eru, I hope this doesn't last long.
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{27th December 2003 .:. 12:37am} |
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Éomer: *scoops up Luthien* Hi. The wee monsters are finally asleep.
Lúthien: *clings to your neck* Praise Eru.
Éomer: I think I found all of them by nightfall.
Lúthien: Well, as long as they're sleeping, we have time for us now. *smiles*
( Cute happy marriedness, and a meaningful gift. <3 )
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| Merry Erumas! |
{25th December 2003 .:. 10:27am} |
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For Éomer - For the most important person in my life, a brooch to clasp your cape with. The horses made me think of you.
For Gwindor - To my dear childhood friend, a kit to clean your swords and knives with. It's important to have clean weapons, though I hope you don't have to use them any time soon.
For Gelmir - For my dear friend, a cloak to keep you warm on all your journies. I hope you find happiness.
For Gorlim - May this gift bring you a smile. There's a message on the back in Doriathrin, which says "Moderation is a Virtue." Use it well and in good health.
For Halbarad - This gift should come in handy, considering your track record. The links are mithril, because you can never be too careful.
For Nadiyah - Gondorian winters can be bitterly cold, but hopefully this will help to keep you warm. It is made by the Elves, and should keep you warm and dry where ever you go.
For Hanild - I hope there is always peace between Gondor and Rohan. This is a token of my wish, with the word "Peace" etched in the back.
For Huan, Mithrhovan, and all the Puppies - Because you're all such good friends and companions. Enjoy!
For Felarof, Menelsul, and all the horses - These should keep you warm when you're out this winter. We love you all.
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{16th December 2003 .:. 03:38pm} |
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Well, the baby was born yesterday.
It's a boy, and his name is Drefan Kethenin Éomersson. Or Éomerion, if you're from the Elvish side of the family.
:) :) :)
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| Introducing - The Éobaby! |
{15th December 2003 .:. 11:50pm} |
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Éomer: *This has been going on for far too long, it seems, but I know this can go longer -- a day is still nothing to worry about, but I want this to be over! I support Lúthien through another contraction, letting her half-crush my hand in the process, and glance over to see if Halbarad is still weathering this well...*
Halbarad: *I am weathering this just fine, though from the looks I am constantly given, they all expect me to pass out at any moment. I'm reserving the fainting spells for when it's my wife bringing a child into the world.*
Lúthien: *This child is going to hear stories one day about how long it kept me in labor. I don't mean to squeeze so hard on Éomer's hand but the sheets are ripped and my own hands have half-circle marks from my nails. This has got to end soon.*
( There is only ONE naked thing in this chat and that's because it just came out of a womb. EEEEEBABYBABYBABY!!! :D:D:D )
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| Stupid vampires. |
{9th December 2003 .:. 08:51am} |
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Death! |
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Grrrrrrr |
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That vampire is back in my city. Oooh Eru there is going to be smiting. Maltiro, we need to talk about pest control in Minas Tirith...
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| Life is never simple in Minas Tirith. |
{30th November 2003 .:. 07:20pm} |
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In a nutshell?
I'm nine months pregnant. Alcawyn is small again. Éomer is female again. Gorlim has a dog. There just aren't as many people here as there used to be. Hmm.
I'm almost finished decorating the nursery for the new baby.
... I think I just sensed a disturbance... in the force. >.>
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{2nd October 2003 .:. 09:03pm} |
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I officiated a wedding in Rohan! How cute.
( Observe! )
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{28th September 2003 .:. 04:47pm} |
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Life in Minas Tirith goes on much as usual, though Huan and Éomer are still chasing after that wolf that's been killing people. I hope they get back soon, I'm starting to get worried.
Niphredil's first birthday was a few days ago. Éomer and I chose a small pony for her to learn to ride on. It's a very sweet little animal, and she likes it very much.
Now, I need to do a little bit of research to see about helping Gorlim and Halbarad. They seem to have gotten themselves into a bit of trouble...
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| Photo time. |
{1st September 2003 .:. 06:30pm} |
But just one. :)
This is Niphy and I at the beach in Dol Amroth. She's learning to walk, isn't that precious?
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| Bad news from The City... |
{29th August 2003 .:. 08:56pm} |
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A werewolf is killing people in Minas Tirith. Éomer and I should be within the city gates shortly. We will not allow this to continue.
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| Sweet Eru, I'm getting married today. |
{23rd August 2003 .:. 01:10pm} |
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Éomer seemed rather gloomy this morning, but he's putting up a good face. I got my dress back from the seamstress. She altered it for me(made it a bit wider around the waist). We're leaving for Dol Amroth now, and we should be there for the wedding this evening.
Théoden is going to officiate for us.
Anyone who tries to kidnap Éomer or me will be smited.
:)
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| Progress Report |
{15th August 2003 .:. 06:48am} |
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I stood up yesterday! Sat right back down because I was about to fall over if I hadn't, but still. Today, I stood up and managed a few steps without the falling over part. At this rate, I should be able to walk again in just a few days.
And, we have a new pet! Not really a pet, I suppose. It's a swan egg. I've been taking care of it, keeping it warm and making sure it doesn't get stepped on, sat on, or otherwise squished. I wonder how long it takes for swan eggs to hatch.
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| Being unable to move is so... boring. |
{24th July 2003 .:. 03:22pm} |
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*sits in bed, knitting industrially since she has nothing better to do and nowhere to go*
*is surrounded by five baby dresses, eight pillow cases, two lap-warmers, and a scarf that's eight feet long*
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{22nd July 2003 .:. 06:10pm} |
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Lúthien wakes up blearily when Niphredil starts to cry and looks around, rubbing her eyes gently with the back of her hand to wipe away the sleep. She still feels groggy and suspects that the tea given to her earlier was more than it seemed... but no matter.
"The room's still funny colors..."
She looks over to the cradle and tilts her head to the side, trying to figure out what the horrible noise coming from the carved wood frame is.
"The baby's crying... Hello?"
But nobody else is in the room at the moment, so...
"I'll just get her, then."
She tries to get up, and after a few unsuccessful attempts, she realizes she can barely sit, and that her lower half isn't moving at all. It's then that she remembers what exactly had happened a few days before, why she was in bed, why she'd drunk that tea. She touches the wound on her chest gingerly and falls back down to the pillow in a rather undignified manner. She stares at the cradle, tearing up as the baby continues to cry, trying for a moment to reach out and pull it closer, but to no avail.
"I'm sorry, Niphredil."
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| Waking up is hard to do... |
{20th July 2003 .:. 10:12pm} |
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*stirs and groans, opening her eyes a crack and looking around at all the other people in the room. Halbarad, Gwindor, Haldir, Éomer by her side, Niphredil in her crib... Everyone resting now. She tries to sit up but can't find the strength, and the movement causes the room to spin rather treacherously, so she sighs and resigns to laying still.*
Maltiro...
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{19th July 2003 .:. 12:28am} |
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Well, Naked Day wasn't so bad this time. *cough*
Niphredil took a nice little nap all afternoon, so it's probably time for her to have a snack, I think.
*gently lifts up Niphredil and cradles her lovingly* Time to wake up, my little one.
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{10th July 2003 .:. 12:45pm} |
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Eru, this is creepy. Let's just get this over with... *holds her sword at ready and peers around*
Alright vampire, I'm here. Show yourself!
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| My blood pressure is rising as we speak... |
{9th July 2003 .:. 10:12pm} |
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The blood pounding in my ears |
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For Eru's sake, this is taking too long! Halbarad, I know you're a good tracker, but the man left us directions to his hideout.
Now, you can track him if you like, but I'm going to take Windchaser, and I'm going to follow the directions and go save my baby.
( OOC )
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{8th July 2003 .:. 11:39pm} |
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*She stirs after several hours of fitful sleep, still tired and groggy, feeling rather ill and hormonal. She moves to stretch her body, popping a few joints, but suddenly notices the white sheets in Niphredil's crib illuminated by a beam of moonlight, and the absence of the baby. Jumping instantly to her feet, she looks down into the cradle, trembling, breathing hard. Did Éomer come in and take her? No... he wouldn't do that without leaving a note, or waking her up, or something. Then she notices the small piece of parchment tacked onto the wood frame of the crib. She reads it quietly, shaking violently, letting it fall to the floor. Clutching her head in the realization of what's happened, she sinks to the cold stone floor and utters a piercing, almost unearthly wail, then curls into a ball, shaking and sobbing.*
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| This is too much for one Elf to handle. |
{8th July 2003 .:. 01:28pm} |
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My brain is overloading. If Haldir wasn't already regressed, I think I would be doing the same thing. My week has exploded and gone to Mandos in a handbasket.
- I am being stalked by a psycho vampire.
- Said psycho vampire has grabbed one of my friends.
- Said friend is being returned to us, piece by piece.
- I can't help but feel that this is my fault, since the reason he's here is because he's after ME.
- I haven't talked to Éomer for days, and it's driving me insane. ;_;
- And of course, morning sickness. Ugh.
I think I'm going to lock myself in my room for a while.
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| (("Heeere leezard leezard," or "I think I'm going to need a bigger box")) |
{1st July 2003 .:. 10:52am} |
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Well, someone left a giant lizard in my room yesterday. Giant as in the "it could eat my horse easily" kind of giant.
After several failed attempts to have the beast removed from my chambers, I figured that I might as well keep it. I don't even need to name it, since apparently it's alread called "Fluffy." Give me a few weeks and I'll have it trained. Yeah. o.o
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| This is taking too long. ¬.¬ |
{18th June 2003 .:. 01:30am} |
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*sits in Henneth Annun, waiting for Haldir to get back or at least send word*
Haaaaaldir? You around somewhere? Faramir? Random Ranger? ... Anybody?
*SIGH* Fine. I'll be back soon, I promise.
*picks up Niphredil and teleports away to find Éomer*
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| It never ends... |
{3rd June 2003 .:. 11:33am} |
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What the...? |
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*wakes up (very groggily) with Niphredil still sleeping in her arms*
*looks around for a minute in slight confusion*
*sort of remembers what happened yesterday*
*sits straight up*
When did I get to Henneth Annun? o.O
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| Well then... |
{1st June 2003 .:. 11:27am} |
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Éomer? Daddy's back. Except this is a new Daddy. Right. So, he might not like you as much as the last one, and that's not saying much. ....... Behave, or something.
In other news, Elanor is leaving? o.o Elanor, dear, you HAVE to come visit me before you go! I'd like to get a chance to say goodbye before you left.
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| Mother's Day again. ... :) |
{11th May 2003 .:. 03:03pm} |
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I miss my mom... |
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Even though my mother has disappeared is in Valinor, I'd like to take this moment to wish her a happy Mother's Day. I miss her. ;_;
Also.
Happy Mother's Day, Maltiro. I got you a present.
( I hope you like it... )
I remember, last year on Mother's Day, I was sitting on my dresser in the room Beren and I shared in Mandos. I was on the dresser because all of the Halls were flooded, you see. What fun that was. ... Anyway!
Happy Mother's Day to everyone who's been a mother here in Middle Earth. Men included. :)
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