Valandil is a Numenorean, his family tracing its line back to great days of the Kingdom of Westernesse... Continue Reading: tl.gd/n_1sqje5a

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐨 𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚑 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝙻𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚂𝚊𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙾𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚗 ♡ + ↻

“It would seem I have been wandering these dark days the past eleven years. Yet it still all feels like a dream…” #MyTwitterAnniversary

Vᴀʟᴀɴᴅɪʟ “Can the night be called evil in the absence of the sun anymore than the sun can be called evil for blotting out the stars? There is beauty in all things… even the dark and lonesome.”

Vᴀʟᴀɴᴅɪʟ “It would appears we do.” The subtle turn of her lips carried the secret of her compliment, for in him she saw the lonesome dark, and even he still bore beauty.

Vᴀʟᴀɴᴅɪʟ “Hope?” A word she never dreamt of hearing from the Numenorean’s lips. “Is a fickle thing. So overlooked, yet so cherished when found.” How fitting it was for him to say, for when she looked upon him, she no longer saw his disdain and contempt for her.

“To have me cost you nothing. To lose me, will cost you everything.” — what am I…. Vᴀʟᴀɴᴅɪʟ youtu.be/0QmFnOlr_YY

“Hmm…”

“These lands have changed little…”

"Tʀᴜᴛʜ ɪs ғᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴜᴘᴏɴ ғᴏʀsᴀᴋᴇɴ ᴘᴀᴛʜs. Tʀᴜᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡʟᴇᴅɢᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴄᴀɴ ᴏɴʟʏ ʙᴇ ғᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ Dᴀʀᴋɴᴇss."