Look, the library was fun. But now you want us to build a tree? A tree?

There are about a bazillion different leaves for the Valar only know how many different kind of shrubbery here, and while Erestor can tell birch from oak, Glorfindel is sorting leaves into categories like „funny looking tree“, „odd looking tree“ and „tree-like tree“.

This will end in disaster. We need an expert.

„You have called for my assistance?“

„No, I have not! Not for your assistance, and definitely not for you!“

„Glorfindel, come and let us go count mushrooms. Trees are best left to our woodland kin.“

„A very wise decision, Master Erestor. I cannot work with amateurs in the way… ah, by the Forest Spirits! What is that?“

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„Curse and botheration! What sort of rotten realm is this where innocent Elvenkings are kissed by amphibious lifeforms? This means war! I shall-„

„Greetings. My name is Bard. Do you need a hand?“

„A hand? Indeed. We must start somewhere, I suppose.“

„You must come and visit me in Mirkwood, Bard. It is particularly lovely this time of the year.“

„If you don‘t mind me asking, why did you call your realm Mirkwood? That’s not particularly attractive, is it?“

„I agree, but Black Forest was already taken.“

„I hope you are not afraid of heights.“

„Ehr… no… not at all… not in the least…“

„Good, for I must jump up and down now for a final stress test of this branch.“

Boingboingboing

„I can confirm that I am stressed, Thranduil!“

„The green hue of your face goes wonderfully well with the colour of the leaves, I just thought I mention it.“

„Ehr…“

„Good grief, Glorfindel! They have done it! And it looks perfect!“

„Fine, then they can leave now. The sooner, the better. ‚t is a long way back to Mirkwood…“

„Fin! We should at least ask them to stay for luncheon.“

„You are too kind, Master Erestor, but Bard and I have already planned a picknick.“

„Ehr… we have?“

„Yes. Namarië, and if you need any further assistance, call Celeborn.“

„Now about that picknick, Thranduil…“

„No need to thank me, Bard. Now, as we are finally alone, there is something I need to ask you…“

„Yes?“

„It is personal and of a delicate nature, though…“

„Yes? Yes!!!“

„Would you mind peeling the cherries?“

Those trees… those trees! Wahhh… well, at least this gave me the chance to do something for Barduil month. I do not write it, but I read it, and love all the wonderful tales and artwork out there. Thank you all for sharing. Have some cherries!

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“She was brought back to Imladris, and though healed in body by Elrond, lost all delight in Middle-earth…” — the Lord of the Rings

For Valentine's Day💕

A gift for a friend from all the way back when Gaia Online was a relevant thing

At their request Glorfindel (left), Elrond (middle), and Erestor (right)

(Click for a better view/ to see details better)

Portrait for Filgolfin! Might do a full version but for now this is all my sick body could do