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[Dec. 3rd, 2004|11:32 pm] |
As the anger of the elements-the earth, sea, and the heavens subsided, so did the rage of Lord Astaldo. Standing once again on the mountainside, he looked out once again across the sea to the world battered due to his rage and the wrath of his kindred.
I shall leave the earth in peace once again. The children of Iluvatar have been warned and I hope that they shall heed this warning. It was enjoyable however to destroy the old hangabout of that snake Sauron. Too bad it wasn't his neck. How I would enjoy snapping it between my hands or pummeling him with my fists. That fiend is still out there, roaming the earth..corrupting and blighting it with his wickedness. I hope one of those falling stars that Varda rained from the sky flattened him.
They have been warned. Let us hope this inspires them to right the wrongs which led to this in the first place. Now is the time for courage. Now is the time for heroes. Where there is bravery, I shall be there to help inspire it. I am the warrior's lust for battle. I am the urge of men to defend their homes and family from the onslaught of evil. I stand for righteous anger in the war against the Dark. If the children of Iluvatar respond to our call, I shall inspire their hearts with valor and mettle. Rise children and fight.
The violent thoughts and din of war leave the mind of Tulkas. He turns to face his home and the laughter loving Valar's smile beams with the idea of lingering in the warm embrace in the soft arms of his beloved Nessa. |
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[Oct. 11th, 2004|09:32 pm] |
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I love this new Sauron punching bag that Aule made for me. Thanks brother Mahal. :) I never get tired of hitting Sauron's smug face. What a weenie. When he saw that Melkor was defeated, he was so frightened I was suprised he didn't wet himself. Wimp! Oh well back to my punching. Here is my target
( and in this corner weighing 230 lbs, Tulkas Astaldo ) |
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[Oct. 4th, 2004|07:27 pm] |
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That weasely sissy Sauron is out there somewhere. He is up to something that rodent. Sometimes I wish I was more calculating like Lord Manwe but I trust only my own two hands. Sorcery, not my deal. I prefer to deal with things the physical way. Besides it's more fun to bash your opponent than magic them away or think up stragtegies. Hmmn I think I hear Nessa calling me for dinner. She is making Prime Rib tonight. My buddy Orome always gives us the best cuts of meat. Sauron will have to wait. I should ask Aule to create a bullseye with Sauron's face on it and I could practice throwing a javelin at it. A punching bag would be nice too. Oh well gotta go, my honey bunny is calling me. |
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| All is fair in Love and War. |
[Aug. 31st, 2004|12:17 am] |
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"One million and three", he exclaimed as he released his breath.
That's enough sit ups for today, he
thought gliding his hands over his abdominal muscles. Nessa had given
him plenty of exercise last night when she surpised him wearing some
silky number that Vaire had woven. Just thinking about it drove him
crazy. Even if he jumped into the Eastern Sea it wouldn't cool him off.
The excercise did temporarilly get his
mind off of his wife. It released a lot of tension. What would really
get him busy would be to hunt down something evil. With Morgoth in the
Void and Sauron hiding under a rock somewhere, things were pretty
boring around Valinor.
He remembered that he had to pick up the necklace at Aule's forge
today. It pleased him to know that Nessa would be deligted with his
gift. He had loved her since before Varda had kindled the stars. They had made love a few times underneath those stars.
When he beheld her in the dawing of Arda, lovely and swift as
the deer, he knew he loved her more than anything or anyone in the
cosmos. Sure he had dated a Maiar or two in the Void before Creation
but it was to Nessa that his heart belonged too. Its was ironic how
someone so tough as an oliphant's hide on the outside could be so warm
and tender on the inside.
These were the very same hands
that throttled orcs or knocked the great Enemy Morgoth to the ground,
yet with Nessa they were gentle and caressing. As much as he delighted
in being in the fray of battle and the martial arts, it was the marital
life that he loved best. He would lay down his fight and find rest in
Nessa's love for eternity. Yet he knew he had to be vigilant for
although the threat of Morgoth was removed, evil did not yet totally
banished from Arda. He couldn't rest as long as he knew this.
One day. At the end of all things. Then we will truly dwell in bliss.
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[Aug. 20th, 2004|07:44 pm] |
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He paused before the pond in the forest. As a Vala he knew no exertion,
yet he wanted to rest after his pursuit and slaying of the two fell
beasts. "Easy quarry", he thought. He wished that he had
something more powerful to hunt. Around the edges of the pool grew
flowers that were blue speckled with violet. "Nessa would love those",
he thought. Suprising for someone of his size and prowess he gently
gathered the blossoms and gingery placed them in his pocket. Thinking
of the joyful look on the face of his wife warmed his great heart.
As he stared at the waters he thought of all the heroes that had
persished in the War against Melkor and those who had fallen in ages
past. He had a great respect for those men and elves who died fighting
the evil of Morgoth.
"The world will always need heroes". He wondered what sort of men and
women there would be in later ages to inspire others to fight.
Now the Vala do have the possibility to see the future. Not so
much what will happen but many of the possibilties that could
happen. No one, save Eru had the omniscience to see all paths of
the uncharted future.
He waved his hand over the waters. He detested using any
form of magic as he trusted only the strenght of his bare hands. Yet he
was curious to see something of the heroes of the future.
Images began to appear in the water. He
glimpsed a golden haired maiden armed with a sword battling vampires
and other minions of darkness. A Voice echoed from the pool
exclaiming..."To every generation a slayer is born. She alone has the
power to battle against the demons of the night".
Then the image faded.
"Interesting, mused Tulkas. There may be hope for the world after all.
If the women of the future are as valiant as that, I know evil will not
prevail".
With that thought he walked out of the clearing and began his journey home to Valinor
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[Aug. 18th, 2004|02:52 am] |
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I am so bored. Melkor has been thrust into the Outer Void, beyond the Walls of Night and his minions have either been annihilated or fled like the cowards they are. So there is no one to do battle with. I feel so useless and inactive in the peaceful bliss of Valinor. My lovely wife Nessa dances, runs with the deer and gathers daisies all day. I wish I could be at ease as she is.
I tried everything to feel less restless. I ran around Valinor five times beating my record of 17 seconds by two seconds. I lifted a few boulders and arm wrestled with Orome. We went off hunting in the woods of Middle Earth but I got bored chasing such easy quarry as wild boars.
I believe that Sauron, that black heart is still roaming free. He is such a wimp, begging Eonwe to pardon him and putting on his fair raiment to make himself look benevolent. I could see through that flimsy disguise and he looks ridiculous and prissy. I would have laughed in his face but Eonwe is too polite for that. After all he is a herald and has to be courteous. I do not have to be however. If I ever see that skulking, slinking Sauron, I would wrap my hands around his gullet and throttle him. Then I would use my fists to knock those vampire fangs of his in. |
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