Danel

And now....it has been two days. Marawendi hovers outside her house. She is very concerned. I have told Fearane to make sure her Wood Elf friend does not try to help. There is naught she can do. There is naught any of us can do until he regains a measure of control. 

They hear bottles and ornaments smashing. They hear furniture being thrown against plastered walls. They hear his cries, his anger.

I hear his anguish. My heart is torn asunder at what I have done.

The second set of images I have happened some few years later. It was after Dol Guldur, after I had left Imladris to attend my injured Grandmother at the coast. It was after we had sought each other out again, and indeed, finally understood that we wanted to be together. It was at Numenstaya, the home and sanctuary we were building, with aid from some others. 

Was it actually a wrecking or merely an 'accident'. Whatever it was, I was again unintentionally the cause. Or perhaps it was 'we'?

Danel is very disappointed with the manner in which Estarfin and Parnard treat her friend Gaerion. She does not hide her displeasure, though the main points of issue seem to be Gaerion is one of the Falmari, and he called Parnard an Avari. Sometimes misunderstandings take a while to work out. 

Story link: Strange Companions

Picture by Estarfin