| Melian the Maia | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Silver hair flies wildly around the head of this Sindarin lady. You see her standing tall and proud and there is a mischiveous glint in her eyes, which are the blue of a cloudless, summer sky. The olive tint of her skin belies the fact that she has spent most of her days in the forest of Laurelindornan. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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My home is in Valinor, on the Two Towers Mud. Once I lived in Arda, but these stories can be found in the Silmarillion. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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