Upon the polished mahogany, lit by soft hazy sunlight from the corner window or by the flickering flame of late burning candlelight, rests my bowl -my crystaline home. Within its clear water and waving green fronds I swim and dart and play - and observe my beloved owner, the beautiful Lord Erestor of Imladris. As I meander through the concealing reeds I can hear his sweet voice instructing the servants or dictating letters to one of the scribes; I know of his dealings on Lord Elrond's behalf with all corners of this land called Middle Earth; I have watched the young elflings learn at his feet.

And I have seen and know of his deep and abiding love for Glorfindel, Re-Born Lord of the House of the Golden Flower and Seneschal of Imladris.

For I am Lord Erestor's Fishy

Midnight Noldo and Sunlight Vanya, they are sweet and passionate and delightful and vexatious: they hide emotions and glow with happiness.

I have many tales, and I have laid them here for you to read. Follow the 'Stories' link on the left to enter into a world of love in many forms, or click on the other tags to explore more writings from The Last Homely House.

PLEASE NOTE, MANY OF THESE STORIES ARE ADULT IN NATURE. BY ENTERING THE STORY PAGES YOU ARE INDICATING THAT YOU ARE OF ADULT AGE AND THAT READING THESE STORIES IS LEGAL IN YOUR PLACE OF RESIDENCE.

Thanks and acknowledgements

Many thanks must go to keiliss, my beta who has overseen my stories, and to Nemesi who has given kind permission for her beautiful illustrations to be used on this site. Copyrights are reserved to her.