I AM NOT DEAD.

I sailed into the freaking Undying Lands, you fucks.

But Peony, unfortunately, has not been doing her elvish waning and longing for the Undying Lands, so I leave her in the care of the Elronds, more specifically the latter one since our mun made arrangements with Elrond II's mun. Ehehehe. Anyway. Hey. They took in about sixty ( Read more... )

My little brother Turgie has been missing for quite a while. Behind the scenes, he was given a new mun, who apparently has been doing DIRTY THINGS to him that our father would not approve. No, she hasn't been molesting him in ways Elenwë would conjure disapprove of.

IT'S SO MUCH WORSE.That's right. I was concerned for my.. baby brother. STOP YOUR ( Read more... )

I finally have what I always wanted so why aren't I happy?

...

*calls Círdan to make reservations on the next cuban refugee raft out of Arda*

Happiness is six tires tied together sailing off to Vallynor.

So tomorrow is the six month anniversary of my journal being created after I sneaked out of Mandos. My mun last night was being a schmuck and reading through semi-old threads in G-g's journal, like that week of angst that made everyone puke from utter despair, the days I fucked everything up, the day Daddy killed Mommy, the night I went insane and ( Read more... )

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

I knew Námo was my favorite for a reason.

*dies of shame*

*curses the mun*

*dies again*

Back in Arda, in Mithlond right now after Círdan and my darling son managed to sedate Danielle quite heavily. Once she wakes up we'll be on the way to Lindon along with Dad, Turgon, and possibly Angrod.

*in dark voice* They are coming...*cough ( Read more... )

Hmm.

*grabs pen and paper*

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