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Spiced Wine
08/08/20 09:38 am
That’s so good to know, Gabriel :) I’m so glad!
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08/08/20 08:35 am
Hey everyone! It feels like forever since I posted here. Good news though, am writing again. Yay! Good break away does wonders.
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And happy Friday everyone. Keep safe :)
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Ziggy, don’t worry about it. We don’t have enough posting traffic to bother about that these days
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Ziggy, Spiced and Encairion posting in the same week - boy am I lucky! <3 thank you for the incredible updates!!
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Sorry again- just posted two updates. It's just that I work in one whilst I am waiting for Anar to edit the other. And she is being very quick.Apologies.
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Thanks Spiced:) Have a lovely weekend:)
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Reviews For Within a Dark Wood

Name: Spiced Wine (Signed) · Date: October 07, 2011 14:51 · For: Chapter 1
The only stories that ever stay with me are invariably ones that pierce the heart, Marchwriter, and the Silmarillion had that effect on me when I first read it. On the back of my copy some-one was quoted as calling it 'Stern, sweeping myth,' which absolutely nails it. But I read very few fanfics that can stand there with it, that are grand and poignant drama, yet moreso, because Tolkien wrote from such a distant third person POV, and this is far more personal.

Author's Response: -blushes- I don't think I've ever received such a high compliment. :) Thank you very much.


Name: Spiced Wine (Signed) · Date: October 06, 2011 22:10 · For: Chapter 1
But on the slopes of Taur-nu-Fuin, the dark woods that bordered Morgoth's realm, in a little thicket of thorn trees, he found a length of chain, the color of old blood from the onslaught of the elements. They bore iron cuffs at the end, shorn and broken by some sharp thing. Mablung did not handle them long for they looked evil, especially so stained, but he looked long on them as if recalling something familiar though he hardly knew what. Not six yards distant lay a little mound, blossoming with myriad flowers. Though autumn was dwindling into winter again, the flowers still held tenaciously to their soil: celandine, roses and dogwood in the full flush of their youth. It was odd, seeing woodland flowers in such a desolate spot of hillside as this.

For a reason he did not know, Mablung plucked a little white flower from near the head of the mound and brought it briefly to his lips as he might kiss the top of a child's head. Slipping it into his belt pouch, he quickly descended.

He was asked once upon the road if he were Noldor or an Elf of Doriath. He answered simply, "I am a friend of Beleg C


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