#bargain brand glorestor

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Me: can we get Erestor and Glorfindel?

My mom: We have Erestor and Glorfindel at home.

the Erestor and Glorfindel at home:

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Small brain moment, but is this red hair or blond, or a secret third option?

Asking for a friend

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Bargain brand Glorfindel and Erestor

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Snippet Smonday

Tagged by @thescrapwitch to share an excerpt from a WIP. Without further adieu, enjoy some Bargain Brand Glorestor:

 “Eat.”

Camnir looked up from where he was sitting on a fallen log.

Vorohil, the blond-haired soldier, stood over him. “Eat,” he repeated, gesturing a sword-calloused hand at the food he’d abandoned. 

“I can’t,” he murmured and looked down.

With a sigh, Vorohil sat next to him on the decaying log, adjusting one of the swords that hung from his belt so it didn’t whack the original occupant. He picked up the bread and pressed it into Camnir’s empty palm. “Eat,” he exhorted. “You won’t keep up this pace if you don’t feed your body. And you’re the one person we can’t leave behind.” He snorted at the end and his voice became less somber. He was being encouraging.

Embarrassed by his doubts, Camnir admitted, “I fear I’ll be sick if I try.”

Vorohil clapped a hand on his shoulder. “Then you will join the ranks of fine men and women who threw up on the eve of their first battle. A noble fellowship.”

What an easy thing for him to say.

Camnir knew Vorohil. Well, they hadn’t met before today and this was the first time they spoke, but he’d read about him in Lindon’s libraries. This whole venture probably felt no different than a walk along the shore to a warrior of the first age. He fought in the Battle of Unnumbered Tears, survived the Fall of Gondolin and the Sinking of Beleriand. It was a small thing for him to be brave.

But Camnir hadn’t seen any of that. He’d been born in Mithlond in the second age, apprenticed to a dock master’s scribe and recently come to work for the king’s cartographers, and his highest aim was to become a scribe in the royal libraries—and if he was feeling very confident or maybe had more wine than was good for him, then maybe one day he might be a lore master himself. 

He’d never even seen an orc.  

tagging @eclectickefi, @curufiin, @runawaymun, and @celebrimborsapron. would love a peek at anything you're working on

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Honestly, I think Vorohil invented the term 'strawberry blond' so people would stop saying he has red hair. (looks sidelong at the noted redheads of the first age)