Chapter 5: The Infamous Notebook (links go to AO3)
Elrond wishes this house to be one for peace and learning. Excellent idea, but these are times of war, and so we have nothing but warriors here. Even the librarian carries bow and arrows. I am as useful as a barber in Moria.
Chapter 6: The Insignificant Difference (links go to AO3)
Had Lindir even as much as touched him with one finger, the Lord of Imladris would have either spontaneously combusted or melted into a puddle.
Notes:
When I began writing fanfic - it was a long time ago, dinosaurs were still roaming the streets - well, about twenty years ago it was, when I began writing "Erestor's Diary: The Most Boring Life of Master Erestor of Rivendell", which turned out to be the first part of
ACOTER: THE ANNUAL CONFERENCE OF THE ELVEN REALMS. That was when Erestor got his crows and, eventually, Glorfindel (and Thranduil was Hobbit-Thranduil before the Hobbit, heh!)It was posted on a long defunct platform called Diary-X. I also had a diary for Elrond. Unfortunately, that content got lost... anyway, with this chapter I returned to the very beginning: Master Erestor's diary. It was like having tea with an old friend. A rather snarky one! So this chapter is dedicated to all the lovely people I have met back then, the regulars of "Elf on a Shelf"... the inimitable Magic Rat, Miss Zimraphel (the best Lindir ever), Sildil, the twins... they all put the "fun" in fandom. :)