The phrases again, stun me and your vernacular is just wonderful. Just reading, Hey molly-boy..." brought me right back into exactly where we are - and did so much remind me of a sea-faring piratey dark place. And Shite! This was turning into into one akallabeth of a night!" Loved that. Just what a Middle-earther would think to say.
And TA-DAH-DAH-DAH - the twins ride in to the rescue! Sigh...my heroes! And Elphir's. Again, the line, "He could almost hear it singing in his blood," as one of the first points of recognition was so telling. (Thank you for incorporating the rain - just made Elphir's frustration more ah, erm, frustrating. - All that and rain, too!)
Oh God, I can just imagine Ulbar's - and everyone else's reaction. Not only elves. But twins. Must've thought they were seeing ghosts or something. Especially considering the particular night on which they show up and the wonderful myths you've woven throughout.
Love your descriptions of our gorgeous twins, of course, but even more interesting was seeing it through Elphir's eyes - him comparing the myth to the reality. And of course, E&E, being peredhel are not even what he will come to see in years hence. Loved the Elladan "would lick in lips in a most wolf-like manner." That's my fiery elf-man, for sure.
"I don't want you to end up frozen in time, or spirited off into the wild, or some such thing. Hah! I just love Neled. Shades of Sam Gamgee there.
And thank you for working in the Miruvor and the "libation of Dol Amroth" - I love the idea of "The Edhil Emporium," too - do you think they have a website?
And you stop the chapter here? Elrohir with most of his clothes, off? You are wicked. Thank God the rest of the story is posted so I that I don't have to admonish you for making us wait for what comes next...
More tomorrow. I am still in awe at your story-telling, Elfscribe. Absolutely gorgeous. Especially the little details - and your secondary characters. Crikey, there are whole worlds contained in them, too. You could write Tancred's tale and I'd read it, and Neled's. You could write Ulbar's tale...and Aelfwine's. I'd read them all. (Elfscribe as Chaucer, hmmm. "The Edhellond Tales" - has a nice ring to it.)
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And TA-DAH-DAH-DAH - the twins ride in to the rescue! Sigh...my heroes! And Elphir's. Again, the line, "He could almost hear it singing in his blood," as one of the first points of recognition was so telling. (Thank you for incorporating the rain - just made Elphir's frustration more ah, erm, frustrating. - All that and rain, too!)
Oh God, I can just imagine Ulbar's - and everyone else's reaction. Not only elves. But twins. Must've thought they were seeing ghosts or something. Especially considering the particular night on which they show up and the wonderful myths you've woven throughout.
Love your descriptions of our gorgeous twins, of course, but even more interesting was seeing it through Elphir's eyes - him comparing the myth to the reality. And of course, E&E, being peredhel are not even what he will come to see in years hence. Loved the Elladan "would lick in lips in a most wolf-like manner." That's my fiery elf-man, for sure.
"I don't want you to end up frozen in time, or spirited off into the wild, or some such thing. Hah! I just love Neled. Shades of Sam Gamgee there.
And thank you for working in the Miruvor and the "libation of Dol Amroth" - I love the idea of "The Edhil Emporium," too - do you think they have a website?
And you stop the chapter here? Elrohir with most of his clothes, off? You are wicked. Thank God the rest of the story is posted so I that I don't have to admonish you for making us wait for what comes next...
More tomorrow. I am still in awe at your story-telling, Elfscribe. Absolutely gorgeous. Especially the little details - and your secondary characters. Crikey, there are whole worlds contained in them, too. You could write Tancred's tale and I'd read it, and Neled's. You could write Ulbar's tale...and Aelfwine's. I'd read them all. (Elfscribe as Chaucer, hmmm. "The Edhellond Tales" - has a nice ring to it.)