Another piece from Haldir's time in Imladris ...

Once again, my thanks to all my friends at GoI, this time particularly medea_smyke , for 'critters' and support, and to my friend calen_greenleaf  for her beta and many helpful suggestions.

( About prejudice and jumping to conclusions )

Just as the previous couple of ficlets, this is from the third part of my Haldir-story, i.e. somewhere in the middle of the entire story.

It follows immediately after 'The Value of the Written Word'.

Thank you again to Cal for the betaing and to all my friends at GoI for their support!

Dear Orophin,

thank you for your letter. I am well and hope you ( Read more... )

Please note that this little story as well as 'Maluchen', 'Of Delicate Matters' and the one I'll post in a couple of days are all from the third part of my Haldir-story, 'Imladris'. Therefore, if you prefer to read the entire story in the right order and wish to avoid spoilers, you should not read these now.

Thank you to Cal for the betaing and my ( Read more... )

Please note  that this little story and the ones I'll post in the next couple of days are from of the third part of my Haldir-story, 'Imladris'. Therefore, if you would rather read the entire story in the right order and wish to avoid spoilers, you should not read these now. At any rate, I recommend reading 'Rude and Rustic' and 'Maluchen' first.

( Read more... )

Please note that this little story and the ones I'll post in the next couple of days are all from the third part of my Haldir-story, 'Imladris'. Therefore, if you would rather read the entire story in the right order and wish to avoid spoilers, you should not read these now. At any rate, I recommend reading 'Rude and Rustic' first.

Thank you to Cal ( Read more... )

Thank you so much to Calenlass Greenleaf for betaing, and to everyone at GoI for critters and encouragement, particularly Súlriel, Alquawendë and Adaneth, and to Gwynnyd who is not afraid of ESLs!

Tawarwaith

Patrol had been uneventful, but they had been on constant alert the whole day and it was a relief finally to settle down around the campfire. As ( Read more... )

Staring into the embers of the campfire, Haldir remembered another night, many years ago, when Hirgon - for once off duty - had brought his oldest sons to the northern fences so that they might experience the life there for themselves. In the evening, they sat around the fire with some off-duty wardens, sharing a meal of roasted rabbit and salad.

‘I ( Read more... )

Sauntering across the lawn, trying to appear relaxed despite his annoyance, Haldir knew he needed time to think. He dipped into the shadow of an old oak and, once hidden behind its massive trunk, leapt straight up and caught a branch high above his head. Once in the tree, he balanced swiftly along its crown until he reached his favourite spot, a ( Read more... )

The Imladrim were strange. The ones in the big house all acted very superior, walking around and looking important in their long robes (actually, Lord Erestor looks downright scary! Somehow the stories of Fëanor and his sons always popped up in Haldir’s head whenever he saw the old Noldo) whereas many of the youngsters were extremely silly, at ( Read more... )

“Are you happy here, Haldir?”

Happy. What did that have to do with anything?

Glorfindel was a very perceptive elf. He nodded encouragingly at the youngster. “Speak your mind, Galadhel!”

So Haldir did.

“What has happiness got to do with it? I was not sent here to be happy. I came to learn how to fight, in any manner you can teach me, to learn all that ( Read more... )