Winfred was a Relihím from his earliest days, begotten, raised among the robber band though he was too young to understand. He knew only that they went from place to place and never lacked for good food. – Where did all these things come from? was not a question he thought to ask, for his … Read More “Winfred The Wayward Relihím” »
Tracks through the heavy snow I tread as I make my way home to bed, the runners on my laden wain digging in the drifts on the lane. – The long day’s work is done at last and I hope for my soon repast, as the sun dips low, casting light, my weary bones ask … Read More “A Farmer’s Last Return” »
In woodland bright the gentle west wind’s call bids Eldoreth arise, depart from all, and on the shore of the great, boundless sea he hears a silent voice speak audibly in words without sound, yet still echoing, to build a ship and to go a-sailing across the wild and unknown ocean’s breadth to a place … Read More “The Voyage of Eldoreth” »
Ûsric was born of Eláric of Kora in the year 564 of the 1st Age, and he was raised in the traditions of his ancestors, devoted to the Seven and the One, though his special predilection was for Hæliána, the goddess of the ocean and of the growth of living things. And though never in … Read More “The Fruit of a Man’s Life: The Founding of the Village of Hinfast” »
