Tale

Of recent I had cause to amend with a friend of old, and through the rigour of our reunion - tempers and joys which flared and cooled by the hour - we calmed one night in the course of our sojourn by deep-night candlelight, and shared tales - as we may here, now.

And so it was as so it was so as we rode from Isengard in triumph, singing songs and riding our horses.  Then did the King Thèoden, say, ‘So be it!  The wicked Saramn is dead, and Rohan is safe!  Hurrah!’ and everyone cheered cheerfully.

Lisiane took off her hat and laid it one her laps, as she always did, she then looked at the children gathered before her, the willing listeners she always loved.

I've heard you want me to tell you a story?

She asked, a smile on her face. The children all noded in agreement, and so she leaned back in her chair.

Very well, make yourselves as comfortable as you can and let's have an adventure of our own.

She watched the children shift in their places, she waited untill they stoped moving before the story began.

Part Three: Knowledge

'What is knowledge?'

A man asked me!

'What is understanding?'

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OOC: This piece will be split up into parts, as I, as the author, believe that keeping such a set of information to take in and IC knowledge to learn about certain characters and events should be arrayed across different parts, in order to retain an easier form of reading, and hopefully interest.

The Finding Of Fhlynn

By a True Father

Chapter Two - A memory best kept silent

The Finding of Fhlynn

By A true father.

Chapter One - Death and a true family?