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B2MEM2011: Day 8: Musings of a King
Mar. 9th, 2011 01:02 pmTitle: Musings of a King
Author: Arwen75
Characters: Aragorn
Rating: G
Disclaimer - These characters all belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. This story was written for pleasure and not for financial gain.
From the lone shieling of the misty island,
Mountains divide us, and the waste of seas -
Yet still the blood is strong, the heart is Highland,
And we in dreams behold the Hebrides!
Fair these broad meads, these hoary woods are grand;
But we are exiles from our fathers' land.
- from the “Canadian Boat Song”, attributed to John Galt
Write a story or poem or create a piece of artwork reflecting identification with or connection to one’s land, country or culture.
Dressed in his old rangers gear with the cloak hood pulled up he looked like another veteran of the war enjoying the celebrations that marked the 10 years that had passed since the Ring went into the fire. It was a damp blustery day so he was no different to any other in wearing his hood up. Aragorn Elessar had been King of Gondor and Arnor for nearly 10 years but still found the need to wander incognito through the streets of Minas Anor. It reminded him of earlier times when he first came to this city as Thorongil and felt the connection to it even though he was the first of Isildur’s Heirs in many years to visit the southern kingdom. After all it was from this city that Isildur started his fated journey north, and in the Age since the city had seen and faced many threats as well as much joy. Yes he was of the north and still felt the connection to those lands where he had roamed freely as a Ranger, and indeed missed them even the hostile mutterings of the people they guarded in secret. His heart was truly of the north for it was there he grew up, fought in his first battles and first met his great love. There his people had dwelt for an Age or more protecting the people of the lands against the threats from all sides. Yet this city also had a place in his heart for it was where he he had learnt about governing men from a steward – his steward. Ecthelion had in some ways been like a father to him – who had never known his true father and who had grown up with a half-elven foster father. The Lord Steward had suspected who the mysterious Thorongil was but had respected the obvious wish of the man from the north to remain as he was – a simple Captain of Gondor.
It was in those days he had first forged the links in his heart that meant he felt as connected to his southern kingdom as he did to the north. Indeed now Minas Arnor was home as he had never really had since the day Lord Elrond had revealed to him his true identity. It was where he had been acclaimed King, where he had married his wife and where his children were born.
What he really missed from the north now were his hobbit friends – those amongst the closest to him now Halbarad was no more. He had few true friends among the Dúnedain of Arnor as few had been able to see him as much more than the Chieftain and one who had returned from the dead. Down here in the southern kingdom Faramir was a friend and someone who like him felt a real connection to the land and the people of Minas Anor and Gondor as a whole.
This was why he wandered at times amongst the people so he could learn about what they were saying and feeling – rarely did anyone speak to him as King but they would speak to him as a Ranger. So it was he maintained the connection to his people and lands.
B2MEM2011: Day 7: How Could This Be?
Mar. 9th, 2011 09:07 amTitle: How Could This Be?
Author: Arwen75
Characters: Gloin
Rating: PG
Disclaimer - These characters all belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. This story was written for pleasure and not for financial gain.
Overcoming prejudices is as hard in Middle-earth as in our primary universe. Write a story or poem or create artwork where the characters try to reach across racial or gender or any other barrier.
Glóin looked across at his son and his son’s unlikely friend and groaned inwardly. How could Gimli have become so close to the son of his father’s captor those many years past. There was nothing for it, he was going to have to talk to Thranduil after avoiding him on the long journey south. They needed to decide what to do about this situation they had found themselves in. Maybe if he had not acquiesced to Lord Elrond’s request those many months ago then this would not have come to pass. But it had so he must speak to Thranduil.
B2MEM2011: Day 6: Too Much of a Good Thing
Mar. 9th, 2011 08:53 amTitle: Too Much of a Good Thing
Author: Arwen75
Characters: Pippin, Frodo
Rating: PG
Disclaimer - These characters all belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. This story was written for pleasure and not for financial gain.
“Greed is good!”. Write a story or poem or create artwork that will prove or disprove this statement.
As he looked at the tables groaning with the coronation feast Pippin surreptitiously undid some buttons. He planned to taste everything at least twice if not three times.
“You will be ill later” warned Frodo as his cousin asked him to pass the ham for the fifth time. Many at the feast were astounded by how much the young hobbit guardsman put away for so short a being.
Frodo’s words however were prophetic as later that night Pippin groaned with the pain of his stomach that had finally protested at the amount stuffed into it. Sometimes greed was not good.
B2MEM2011: Day 5: Making A Decision
Mar. 9th, 2011 08:52 amTitle: Making A Decision
Author: Arwen75
Character: Aragorn
Rating: G
Disclaimer - These characters all belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. This story was written for pleasure and not for financial gain.
Write a story or poem or create artwork that will illustrate the consequences of isolation.
Out in the wilds by himself he could pretend he was still Estel of Rivendell and not Aragorn Chieftain of the Dúnedain. As he sat by the lonely camp fire he realised that he was no longer that young somewhat lonely boy who longed for others to play with. Now he was a man for whom duty must always come first. At times he sought isolation to give him the space needed to make the decisions he had to make.
He would go south to see the lands where he would one day if all came to pass be King.
B2MEM2011: Day 4 Fighting Fear
Mar. 9th, 2011 08:49 amTitle: Fighting Fear
Author: Arwen75
Rating: PG 13
Disclaimer - These characters all belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. This story was written for pleasure and not for financial gain.
"There would be no one to frighten you if you refused to be afraid." - Gandi.
Write a story or poem or create artwork where the character conquers his or her fears.
As he lay there he could feel the fear seeping over him – so much greater than he had experienced in Bree before he was found or indeed on Weathertop when he and Sam went outside the dell.
"Hinder me? Thou fool. No living man may hinder me!"[1]
"But no living man am I!"[1] and so Merry realised Dernhelm was Éowyn. If she could battle the Nazgûl through her fear then so could he. Somehow he battled the fear inside and lifting his sword he skewered the foul creature in the leg thereby allowing the Lady to strike off the head.
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[1] J.R.R.Tolkien, The Return of the King, Book V, Chapter 'The Siege of Gondor'.
B2MEM2011: Day 3: Learning to Accept
Mar. 9th, 2011 08:45 amLoads to catch up on - hopefully will get up to date today.
Title: Learning to Accept
Author: Arwen75
Rating: PG
Disclaimer - These characters all belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. This story was written for pleasure and not for financial gain.
Some people have difficulty embracing changes and moving on. Write a story or poem or create artwork that shows the consequences of refusing to change.
“This would have never happened under our previous Lord” came the often heard cry from people within the city who resisted change.
“The world has changed and we have a new Lord now” cam the response from supporters.
Those that resisted change found themselves less listened to or respected over time as those more open showed that change worked. They grumbled much but as the changes proved to be for the good of all not just the benefit of a few more and more people followed the King rather than those who harkened back to the days under the Steward.
B2MEM2011: Day 2: A Clothes Battle
Mar. 3rd, 2011 09:11 amInspired in part by the snippets my sister is telling me about my soon to be nephew - she and her husband are in the 2 week introduction period to their new (adopted) son. I was looking at photos she has sent me just before writing this.
Title: A Clothes Battle
Author: Arwen75
Characters: Aragorn, Arwen, Eldarion
Rating: PG
Disclaimer - These characters all belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. This story was written for pleasure and not for financial gain.
Defiance is defined as the willingness to contend or fight. Write a story or poem or create artwork where the characters defy authority in some way.
“No I don’t want to wear those”, came echoing through the halls. People in earshot exchanged smiles at the sound of the young voice.
“Husband you can deal with your son today.”.
Later people around the Citadel smiled as they saw the King with Prince Eldarion at his side dressed as a miniature Ithilien ranger. The Prince giggled as he told everyone they met, “Ada is going to show me how to stalk today.”
Arwen hid her own amusement at the change in her son after he had refused to wear the clothes she had chosen for him that day.
B2MeM2011: Day 1 : And so it started
Mar. 3rd, 2011 08:54 amA little late but had a busy few days so trying to catch up :) Hoping to manage a series of drabbles based on the prompts - but will be written in a maximum of 20 mins and may come in batches dependent on work.
Title: And so it started
Author: Arwen75
Characters/Pairing: Aragorn/Arwen
Rating: PG 13
Disclaimer - These characters all belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. This story was written for pleasure and not for financial gain.
Voltaire said that it's not enough to conquer: one must learn to seduce. Write a story or poem or create artwork where seduction plays a central role.
She wandered why her grandmother had sent her here. There on the hill surrounded by elanor and niphredil she beheld him as for the first time and she knew. He had grown into himself in his long years away and his cares had grown with him. But here under the golden leaves of the mallorn arrayed in the garb of an elven prince her heart moved and when they kissed she felt the fire of seduction in her veins. So it came that Arwen pledged herself to Aragorn and the two lines of Eärendil became destined to join as one.
Fic: Disaster Relief
Mar. 7th, 2007 04:24 pmTitle: Disaster Relief
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
arwen75
Artist:refche
Challenge: 008B, complete AU for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
artword
Rating: PG
Summary: Putting John & Rodney in the universe of the Temeraire fiction bynaominovik, but set at the same time as SGA.
A/U: This is a fairly short piece of fiction that just came out of my head. It is my first fiction in the SGA verse - but like many of my others concentrates on thoughts & feelings rather than a story as such.
( Disaster Relief... )
Author:
arwen75Artist:
refcheChallenge: 008B, complete AU for
artwordRating: PG
Summary: Putting John & Rodney in the universe of the Temeraire fiction by
naominovik, but set at the same time as SGA.A/U: This is a fairly short piece of fiction that just came out of my head. It is my first fiction in the SGA verse - but like many of my others concentrates on thoughts & feelings rather than a story as such.
( Disaster Relief... )
B2MEM: Watching the Extended Editions
Mar. 6th, 2007 09:00 pmI write this sat on my bed with the Council of Elrond on the TV. I'm curled up early because I am not feeling well - coming down with a cold I think. Anyway this should be more about LOTR than me. I have to admit that I have not watched the films in several years - since the EE of ROTK came out in fact. I recently finished listening to the BBC radio adaptation of LOTR through which I renewed my long acquaintance - I sort of got overdosed on LOTR during the film years, and since then have come somewhat away from it. However I am now gradually making my way back to something I have loved for many years - I first read the books aged 10 and re-read them virtually every year since, except for the last three. My LJ name is obviously from the series, but is in fact also from my real name - I am a second generation fan. My parents decided to give me the middle name of Arwen before they chose my first name - and when I first joined LOTR related messageboards I chose to use it and the year of my birth as my online name.
Here are a series of icons from the Council of Elrond which I have made while watching the film - I am enjoying watching them again. Now in the gift scene from Lothlorien...
( icons )
Here are a series of icons from the Council of Elrond which I have made while watching the film - I am enjoying watching them again. Now in the gift scene from Lothlorien...
( icons )
Another flyby post
Mar. 1st, 2007 09:52 pmJust posted my first entry into aos_challenge. It can be found here. It is my first attempt at a manip - mainly because the picture got into my head and refused to leave it. Also a short fic - not a drabble but something like....
Hopefully post more tomorrow. Spent this afternoon tidying up my office as my new computer arrived & I decided the office needed a sort out. In fact a huge sort out - I not only did my usual desk clearance, but cleared out under the desk. Sorted out the desk drawers, filed the papers away, and sorted out the book shelves. Looks a tremendous amount better even if I do say so myself.
T wants to head towards bed so I had better finish this here...
aos_challenge. It can be found here. It is my first attempt at a manip - mainly because the picture got into my head and refused to leave it. Also a short fic - not a drabble but something like....Hopefully post more tomorrow. Spent this afternoon tidying up my office as my new computer arrived & I decided the office needed a sort out. In fact a huge sort out - I not only did my usual desk clearance, but cleared out under the desk. Sorted out the desk drawers, filed the papers away, and sorted out the book shelves. Looks a tremendous amount better even if I do say so myself.
T wants to head towards bed so I had better finish this here...
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artword challenge 003A
Mar. 13th, 2006 03:07 pmI teamed up with victoriaely for this month, and produced my first wallpaper ever in response to her wonderful fic. I had hoped to do a vid, but life got silly so I was working on this at work, without access to my SGA files - or the right software... May turn into a vid eventually when I have more time to play.
Title: Higher Purpose
Author:victoriaely
Artist:arwen75
artword Challenge 003A
Characters: Dr. McKay, Dr. Beckett, Major Lorne & an OC (almost)
Spoilers: none
Rating: G
Pairings: none
Summary: Rodney, Carson & Lorne find out more about Atlantis and about themselves
Inspired by: Steve Jablonsky 'You Have A Special Purpose In Life'
Disclaimer: characters not owned by us (unfortunately).
Notes: Credits for pictures: StargateCaps.com; New Atlantis; Abydos Gate
Story
Higher Purpose
Wallpaper
(right click on thumbnail and save as for 1280x1024 - may get 1024 X 768 up later)
Thanks tovictoriaely for her inspiration with the fic, and for her comments about the wallpaper, which definitely improved it.
victoriaely for this month, and produced my first wallpaper ever in response to her wonderful fic. I had hoped to do a vid, but life got silly so I was working on this at work, without access to my SGA files - or the right software... May turn into a vid eventually when I have more time to play.Title: Higher Purpose
Author:
victoriaelyArtist:
arwen75artword Challenge 003ACharacters: Dr. McKay, Dr. Beckett, Major Lorne & an OC (almost)
Spoilers: none
Rating: G
Pairings: none
Summary: Rodney, Carson & Lorne find out more about Atlantis and about themselves
Inspired by: Steve Jablonsky 'You Have A Special Purpose In Life'
Disclaimer: characters not owned by us (unfortunately).
Notes: Credits for pictures: StargateCaps.com; New Atlantis; Abydos Gate
Story
Higher Purpose
Wallpaper
(right click on thumbnail and save as for 1280x1024 - may get 1024 X 768 up later)
Thanks to
victoriaely for her inspiration with the fic, and for her comments about the wallpaper, which definitely improved it.
My first vid
Jan. 18th, 2006 02:25 amNot sure how well this has come out, but here (finally) is my first vid attempt. It's in SGA - as I have more access to .avi format files there than anywhere elese and anyway you can blame derry667 and all her SGA vids for this. Thanks to her, guttermaiden and aeryn at HUK2005, not only am I now hooked on SGA, but I also seem to have caught the vidding bug. Spending a couple of hours watching SGA vids on the big screen does tend to do that to one....
With out further ado - the links to the downloads for my first vid can be found on my (new) web-site. There are three versions - small, medium and large - and yes I would appreciate constructive criticism. I have several more ideas floating around in my head, but they may have to wait till Easter time to come to fruition given that in a little over a week I will back into the full throes of teaching again - and between now and then I have rather a lot of exam papers to mark (or at least part mark). I think the count was something like 350 spread over four modules.....
And I am definitely off to bed now - I am very tired and should not still be up at this time...
derry667 and all her SGA vids for this. Thanks to her, guttermaiden and aeryn at HUK2005, not only am I now hooked on SGA, but I also seem to have caught the vidding bug. Spending a couple of hours watching SGA vids on the big screen does tend to do that to one....With out further ado - the links to the downloads for my first vid can be found on my (new) web-site. There are three versions - small, medium and large - and yes I would appreciate constructive criticism. I have several more ideas floating around in my head, but they may have to wait till Easter time to come to fruition given that in a little over a week I will back into the full throes of teaching again - and between now and then I have rather a lot of exam papers to mark (or at least part mark). I think the count was something like 350 spread over four modules.....
And I am definitely off to bed now - I am very tired and should not still be up at this time...
Remembrance Day
Nov. 11th, 2005 10:16 pmIn memory of those who gave their lives that we may live in freedom.
When you go home tell them of us and say, for your tomorrow we gave our today. The Kohima Epitaph.
The Fallen
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.
Solemn the drums thrill: Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres.
There is a music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.
They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncountered:
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables at home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England's foam.
But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;
As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end they remain.
In gratitude for their sacrifice.
When you go home tell them of us and say, for your tomorrow we gave our today. The Kohima Epitaph.
The Fallen
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.
Solemn the drums thrill: Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres.
There is a music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.
They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncountered:
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables at home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England's foam.
But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;
As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end they remain.
John Binyon
In gratitude for their sacrifice.
Resources Used in Journal
May. 6th, 2004 02:08 pmThis post just details the various resources used in my journal.
Icons
Mood Themes
Pictures
Battlestar Galactica
Stargate Atlantis
Icons
Mood Themes
- SGA from orchidicons
- Men of CSI from goddess_loki
- CSI:NY from goddess_loki
Pictures
Battlestar Galactica
Stargate Atlantis
