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"Thirty seconds," Elladan whispered as he motioned a wait signal with his hand. My palms itched with sweat and nervousness as I tightened my grip...

NOTE: these posts had been moved into a conglomerate thread and I've now moved them back, so whilst it may appear like I've just typed a novel, these...

The Road goes ever on and on, Book II Part1: Axes for hire North of Bree, Late Winter “The world is grey, the mountains old, The forge's...

Note: The first chapter in this story is new, but the second and third have been posted before in the Road Goes Ever on thread. I'm putting them here...

Barahir of Firienwood As I walk through the forest of Firien Wood, wrapped in powerful silence under the trees, I remember a time when all was...

http://vnmedia.ign.com/nwvault.ign.com/fms/images/portraits/3597/1114987654_fullres.jpg Phineas Fairmeadows, Hobbit Delusionist For every bard...

Well, here's the first part of the biography that I promised 2 months ago. :) I split this first part off, as I noticed the style is slightly...

Rhavaniel pressed her nails into her palms. The demon that tormented her mind was screaming inside wanting to break out. The cold stone floor in the...

Coristan's tale

Gentle breeze played with the leaves of great mallorn trees, thus creating almost perfect accompany for lone harp's dreamy melodies. The instrument...

Roughly translated from an alien elven language unknown to western middle earth. Bree lands, 2401th day Early morning. In the forest near the...

Outcasts Somewhere in wide plains there is a hill with lone tuff of woods atop. The grove of woods is of gnarled trees, which have seemed to defy...

The stooped dwarf scurried away from the rain and into the Greyflood, taking his place in an empty corner. He stared round at the room full of men...

Cheers!

Moved to tomorrow!

Countryside of Gondor, half a dozen leagues south west of Minas Tirith. Large house stands lonely in the middle of vast fields near the river Erui,...

Big looming figure stands in dark corner of Minas Morgul's inner courtyard; muttering and devouring huge chunks out of various different animal and...

She didn't hear, she couldn't see, she didn't know where she was or how long time had passed since she got separated from the others. She walked...

Memory rekindled. Beating the thick foliage back he pressed on deeper in to the forest. The orc cries, although distant, were easily audible...

At Laaast, aaat laaast, me greatest of the gobliniiis!!! No more thralls o'cavern! Master came to me and choosen me help him to plunder little,...

Galia didn't know why she'd returned. The bridge rose and called her friend, but she had little optimism for those who awaited within. Again she...

I, Haragost, Dúnedain of the North, do write this: I have ventured forth from my camp near Bywater to complete my training in the wider area of...

Galia didn't know why she'd returned. The bridge rose and called her friend, but she had little optimism for those who awaited within. Again she...

Note, that this is all OOC info :) Comments are welcome.. Nalo Bazan is a caring man in the mid-thirties. He was born and raised in Minas Tirith,...

Another day, another place Veron sits quietly in a clearing just outside the southern borders of Mirkwood. Storm clouds are gathering in the...

EPISODE I – A Siren’s Rescue He still remembers her young eyes and teenage innocence that could make anyone think of her as a girl who ran away...

Prologue “TED ! You lazy good for nothing ! There’ll not be any supper waiting for you tonight if you don’t bring me back at least one full sack...

With the recent return of Mr. Gamaliel Gamfield to the Shire (after his rather abrupt elopement and very nice extended honeymoon), I’m very pleased...