#ShouldEredinBlog

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🌿A Matter of Grave Importance🌿

Dearest readers,

A most perilous thought has taken root in my mind—a notion so bold it may well change the fate of Rivendell as we know it. After much... persuasion (read: relentless chaos) from certain parties, I stand before you with a question of immense consequence:

Should Eredin have his own blog?

Yes, that Eredin.

He of the two-hour curl routine, hot cocoa obsession, and memes so cursed they could rattle the very foundations of Valinor.

Now, I did not ask for this. But if the will of the people demands it, who am I to stand in the way of democracy? (Even if I fully expect to regret this by sunrise.)

✨ Consider the risks:

Endless #HotCocoaHotTakes

Hair care routines longer than the Second Age

Potentially unhinged late-night thoughts (#EredinThoughtsAt3AM)

Ancient Elven dignity? At risk.

✨ Consider the benefits: … Well, I suppose some of you did ask for skincare tips.

Vote wisely, my friends. The fate of Rivendell’s collective dignity may hang in the balance.

With a very heavy sigh and deep apprehension, Lindir of Rivendell, Reluctant Champion of Democracy, Suffering Scribe Supreme, and Unwilling Witness to Curls, Cocoa, and Chaos.

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One day left for the poll, and it definitely looks like I shall let my dear angelic sweet scribe take his flight 😔🐣

🌿A Matter of Grave Importance🌿

Dearest readers,

A most perilous thought has taken root in my mind—a notion so bold it may well change the fate of Rivendell as we know it. After much... persuasion (read: relentless chaos) from certain parties, I stand before you with a question of immense consequence:

Should Eredin have his own blog?

Yes, that Eredin.

He of the two-hour curl routine, hot cocoa obsession, and memes so cursed they could rattle the very foundations of Valinor.

Now, I did not ask for this. But if the will of the people demands it, who am I to stand in the way of democracy? (Even if I fully expect to regret this by sunrise.)

✨ Consider the risks:

Endless #HotCocoaHotTakes

Hair care routines longer than the Second Age

Potentially unhinged late-night thoughts (#EredinThoughtsAt3AM)

Ancient Elven dignity? At risk.

✨ Consider the benefits: … Well, I suppose some of you did ask for skincare tips.

Vote wisely, my friends. The fate of Rivendell’s collective dignity may hang in the balance.

With a very heavy sigh and deep apprehension, Lindir of Rivendell, Reluctant Champion of Democracy, Suffering Scribe Supreme, and Unwilling Witness to Curls, Cocoa, and Chaos.

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SWEET VALAR ABOVE AND BELOW.

I suppose this is it, then. The people have spoken.

The tide has turned. The will of the masses has been made known, and I, ever the humble servant of fate, must bow to its decree.

I know—logically, rationally—that Eredin is not leaving Rivendell.

He is not embarking upon some grand journey, nor is he packing his things and setting out into the wilds to establish a new kingdom of ink and parchment elsewhere. And yet! And yet! Why does this feel so much like a farewell? Why does it feel as though I am sending a beloved scholar off into the great unknown, waving a handkerchief at the docks as his ship vanishes into the horizon? Why do I feel the keen, undeniable sting of change upon the air?!

Oh, Eredin, my ever-dutiful scribe assistant—if you must embark upon this digital venture, if you must carve your own space in the vast and unruly ether of discourse, know that I shall support you. I shall guide you. I shall ensure that your blog is immaculate, that your fonts are well-kerned, that your layout is aesthetically pleasing, that your posts are properly tagged, lest chaos take hold and consume you whole!

(And, most importantly, that your cocoa recipes are correctly transcribed, for I know that is going to become a staple of your presence there.)

I suppose this is the next grand chapter in his story, and as one who cherishes well-written narratives, I must respect the process.

So be it.

I shall assist him in this endeavor. I shall help him set up his blog. And when he is ready, when all is prepared, I shall stand beside him as he takes his first step into this new domain.

May the Valar watch over us both.

🌿A Matter of Grave Importance🌿

Dearest readers,

A most perilous thought has taken root in my mind—a notion so bold it may well change the fate of Rivendell as we know it. After much... persuasion (read: relentless chaos) from certain parties, I stand before you with a question of immense consequence:

Should Eredin have his own blog?

Yes, that Eredin.

He of the two-hour curl routine, hot cocoa obsession, and memes so cursed they could rattle the very foundations of Valinor.

Now, I did not ask for this. But if the will of the people demands it, who am I to stand in the way of democracy? (Even if I fully expect to regret this by sunrise.)

✨ Consider the risks:

Endless #HotCocoaHotTakes

Hair care routines longer than the Second Age

Potentially unhinged late-night thoughts (#EredinThoughtsAt3AM)

Ancient Elven dignity? At risk.

✨ Consider the benefits: … Well, I suppose some of you did ask for skincare tips.

Vote wisely, my friends. The fate of Rivendell’s collective dignity may hang in the balance.

With a very heavy sigh and deep apprehension, Lindir of Rivendell, Reluctant Champion of Democracy, Suffering Scribe Supreme, and Unwilling Witness to Curls, Cocoa, and Chaos.