#mist and memory

[inkandembers]

🌋 Сказки Средиземья, Middle Earth tales

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Элендриэль и Озеро Вечных Снов

Говорят, в безымянной долине, укрытой от взгляда солнца и времени, лежит озеро, что не отражает звёзды — оно хранит их. Когда-то там пало эльфийское войско, сражаясь не за власть, а за клятву. И первым, кто косну��ся глубин, был беловласый воин, чьё имя ныне забыто, но в песнях его зовут Сон Леса — ибо с тех пор деревья у озера больше не шепчут, а спят. За ним последовали иные. И вода не взяла их плоть, не тронула доспех. Она приняла их — как дитя принимает сон. Они лежат там, не мёртвые, не живые. Мечи у груди. Глаза закрыты. Словно ждут сигнала, который не прозвучит. И лишь одна стоит на берегу — Элендриэль, Светлая, дочь Серебряного Дома. Тонкая, как утренняя тень на чешуе. В её венце — не гордость, а тишина. В её пальцах — не клинок, а память. Каждый рассвет она приходит туда, где кончается мир и начинается забвение. Она не плачет. Эльфийки не плачут. Но вода у её ног всегда теплее, словно помнит, кого она ждёт. Из Свитка Туманных Берегов, фрагмент IV: *”…и так стояла Она, в кольчуге цвета утреннего инея, меж камнем и сном, где Тар’Эйлин пал без крика, а волны замкнулись без всплеска. Меч Его — при груди. Лик — без страха. Вода — не взяла Его плоть. Ни гниль, ни время не коснулись. Словно сам Вала хранил этот миг, дабы сердце Её не ушло за ним. И ныне каждый, кто ступит к Озеру — услышит не голос, но тишину, не зов, но воспоминание. Так хранится там войско без холма, и Светлая, чья скорбь не знает имени, сберегает их покой — покуда песни не вернутся…”*

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Elendriel and the Lake of Eternal Dreams

They say that in a nameless vale, hidden from time and sun, there lies a lake that does not reflect the stars— it remembers them. Once, an elven host fell there, not for power, but for a vow. And the first to sink beneath the depths was a fair-haired warrior, his name long forgotten, but in song he is called The Forest’s Dream— for since that day, the trees around the lake no longer whisper. They slumber. Others followed. And the water took not their flesh, nor touched their armor. It received them as a child receives sleep. They lie there still—not dead, not alive— with swords upon their chests and eyes gently closed, as if awaiting a call that shall never come. And only one still stands at the shore— Elendriel the Bright, daughter of the Silver House. Slender, like the morning shadow on silvered scale. In her helm—silence, not pride. In her hands—not a blade, but memory. Each dawn she returns to the place where the world ends and forgetting begins. She does not weep. Elven maidens do not weep. Yet the water at her feet is always warmer, as if it remembers the one she waits for. From the Scroll of the Mist-Shrouded Shores, Fragment IV: *”…and so she stood, in mail of morning frost, between stone and dream, where Tar’Eilin fell without a cry, and the waves closed without a splash. His blade lay on his chest. His face bore no fear. The water touched not his flesh. Neither rot nor time claimed him. As though a Vala himself held that moment still, lest her heart follow him into shadow. And now all who walk to the Lake shall hear not a voice, but silence, not a call, but remembrance. There the host lies beneath no mound, and She of the Light, whose sorrow bears no name, guards their rest— until the songs return.”*

[theenglishnook]

At Nemea’s Silent Festival, thoughts shape mist, secrets surface, and silence protects—until one year, darkness stirs. A tree of light rises, not to erase, but to witness. The silence shifts, and so do they.

[choccy-milky]

happy new year!! 🎊💕

[geopsych]

Pictures from a September morning at the lake.

[sparklychimecho]

Final Wonderland - Kururingo

Pokemon canon why do I have to do everything myself!?

Final Wonderlands your Subway Bosses lol

Sketches that turned into a lot more than the first study I did for fun... I may return to this idea when I have time... Alas editing a video on my phone sounds like a nightmare at the moment. ≧ ﹏ ≦

[aroaceleovaldez]

i am always eternally amused by the idea that the Mist hiding baby Jason being a human child in Lupa's pack to mortals just. made him look like a wolf pup. so as far as mortals are/the state of California is concerned Jason is legally a wolf.

[aseaofquotes]

Tan Twan Eng, The Garden of Evening Mists

[digimontcgcatalog]

Mist Memory Boost! BT8-108 Alternative Art [ST-17]

[economicsresearch]

page 573 - Maybe it was the clouds that caressed my mouth because when they lifted there was no one there.

[urautismdiagnosis-wistie]

LIL JIMMY MY BELOVED

This is lil Jimmy the cuttlefish from my comic btw

Hes ao worried about all the other cuttlefish fish 😔he misses home 😔 he loves exploring and meeting everyone and seeing everything 😔 he discovers jam and classical music and bonds with professor inkling 😔👍 that is all thats the post

Idk if this gets two notes but now yall know lil Jimmy 🗣 ain't even my first time posted about him loll

[kidcore-nostalgia]

~ from 'Out and About' by Shirley Hughes

[shakioo]

Another charming comm for @/ scrimscribes 🌊🩵🌊

Isla and Darce from "Sea of Souls" book series! A broody swordmaster and a runaway noble who can't seem to stop clashing... or finding their way back to each other, no matter what.

[ixmoodboard]

Moonmist Moodboard

[shisasan]

The Caretaker - Stardust

[casbastian]

Drew panth characters from memory

[constantvariations]

ACoTaR: Under the Mountain

ACoMaF: first dinner with the Inner Circle

Inch resting