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|Great Oaks by Bodkin||29 Review(s)|
|Nieriel Raina||Reviewed Chapter: 2 on 3/14/2007|
|This was great, Bodkin. I loved this look into Oropher and his family. Thank you so much for sharing it.|
Author Reply: Thank you, NiRi. Oropher's wife was robbed of her first real appearance - and name - by the cut. I think he felt that was unfair and released a little more information in order that we might meet her. (Not that I claim him as a muse, or anything.) I'm glad you liked it!
|Raksha The Demon||Reviewed Chapter: 2 on 3/14/2007|
|I loved the details of the preparations for Thranduil and Laerwen's wedding, down to her soft green gown, very appropriate!|
Author Reply: Well - forest colours. She wouldn't even think of wearing anything else. I rather liked her determination to wear jewellery of real flowers - and Thranduil has to have got that habit from somewhere!
|vaske||Reviewed Chapter: 2 on 3/14/2007|
|I'm glad you decided to post it anyway:)|
‘And you must tell me what I am to seek.’
She could not resist giving in to a wisp of mischief. ‘A bride,’ she declared.
Thranduil was certainly an obedient boy!
Author Reply: He didn't do it on purpose! I don't think Thranduil really wanted to ... put limits on the fun he was having with his friends. But when lightning strikes - there's not much even Thranduil can do about it!
It was rather fun to twist it round and think about what his parents would think of love at first sight. They could not have helped, I think, being cautious - and wanting time to see whether this girl really deserved their son.
|elliska||Reviewed Chapter: 1 on 3/10/2007|
|Oh I am so happy to have found this! Thranduil is wonderful in it, I loved his interaction with the others in his scouting party and I was laughing about his reaction to living in a hole in the ground, and then I got to the mysterious woman. Wonderful! This was just incredible! I just loved it!|
Author Reply: Thank you, elliska! And seeing what a gorgeous Thranduil you write, I'm glad you liked it! It originally started with a section where Thranduil and his mother were talking - and I had to take it out ... But that has turned into a little sapling of its own that might get posted at some point. It's interesting, too, how having written people at different stages then ties your hands when you go back to write them earlier in their lives. Laerwen had to be Silvan and powerful - or she couldn't have become the Lady of Far Horizons.
|perelleth||Reviewed Chapter: 1 on 3/1/2007|
|I have been thinking of this tale for the whole week. I really really love the fairy-talesque flavour of it. Even for Sindar wood elfs were strange stuff... and the way THranduil´s was picked up by his bride'to'be and her grandmother has a lot to do with the prince in fairy tales and the rincess of his dreams. THat was what he had been searching for. I really loved that, and, of course, the way you write trees...and the feeling of the living forest. This was really superb, Bodkin, enthralling.|
Author Reply: You are, to a large degree, responsible for some of my thoughts about sustainability and the relationship between elves and the forest! While, once you start thinking about trees, they clearly have different personalities ...
It's interesting to turn things round sometimes - and wonder what made the Sindar rule of Lasgalen more acceptable to Oropher than the Noldor kingdoms of Beleriand. It couldn't possibly just be because he was the one in charge, now could it? And Thranduil is intelligent enough - and close enough to the forest - to wonder about these things. (Although I think his strong bond to the forest came partly through his bond with his wife - and that's interesting, too.)
Thank you, Perelleth. I'm glad you enjoyed it.
|Nieriel Raina||Reviewed Chapter: 1 on 3/1/2007|
|Absolutely beautiful! Thank you for sharing such a lovely tale. |
Author Reply: Thank you, Nieriel. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Maybe sometime I'll get round to taking the part that was edited out - and introducing Thranduil's parents to the story!
|Ceana||Reviewed Chapter: 1 on 2/26/2007|
|That was absolutely beautiful. I loved it. What a wonderful story about how Legolas' parents met. You write the Elves' connection to nature so beautifully. Actually, rather magically. Well done.|
Author Reply: Thank you, Ceana. Legolas's mother appears in ... odd bits of story here and there and she is clearly a Silvan elf with a very strong connection with the forest. It was interesting to speculate on how she first came into Thranduil's life!
|JastaElf||Reviewed Chapter: 1 on 2/26/2007|
|OMG this is superb... so beautifully done, so lovely, so well written.... |
‘Tell me all you know of the Sindar boy of Elu’s house.’
*shivers* OMG what a great line.... :-)
I adore this. It is gorgeous. The characterizations are brilliant, the story perfect... you continue to stun and delight me!!
Thank you SO much....
Author Reply: Thank you, Jasta! There was a moment when this was frustrating me dreadfully - it just wasn't going anywhere. But if you like it, it can't be that bad!
I'm so pleased you enjoyed it. And very flattered by the praise!
|Dot||Reviewed Chapter: 1 on 2/24/2007|
|I can’t believe you were going to scrap this. It’s just perfect. But I’m sorry if it was frustrating for you – that was probably my fault for choosing Thranduil :-/|
I really love this story. First off, I adore Faroth! What a great character. He’s hilarious with all of his my lord-ing Thranduil. And he’s just so full of life.
The opening is beautiful. There’s such a sense of contentment. I love how you give the types of trees different characteristics and voices.
I like this Thranduil who takes his task very seriously but not himself. His thoughts about the difference between Silvan and Sindar are very interesting. These Silvan intrigue me! I’m enchanted by the image of them disappearing back into the forest if they felt they were putting a strain on any one part.
What a fascinating discussion between Corudír and the other elves. It’s really rather moving to glimpse the early days of Oropher’s settlement in the Greenwood when they were so determined and so hopeful to just dwell peacefully in the forest, becoming part of it. You’re so good at the practicalities that are involved too. I think I’d be useless at that! Finding the balance between what the Silvan want and what the Sindar need must be incredibly difficult.
I was starting to wonder too if there were any settlements of elves there already when they hadn’t come across any. I like how you have Thranduil worry that he and his people might be seen as intruders. It seems a horrific thought to him to behave like the Exiles. And he shows such wisdom and insight to the needs of people and balancing that with the land around them.
I absolutely love these descriptions: The oak hummed reassuringly, its steady pulse finding its echo in his blood and relaxing him to the point that he began to drift into a pleasant haze. […] The throb of the oak, the humming of a canopy of bees, the chirruping song of a hundred watchful small birds combined to soothe him like a lullaby. He sighed, leaning his fair head back against the rough bark and drew in a grateful breath of sun-warmed green. Just gorgeous. It’s so elfy and comforting.
The next part, with Thranduil waking to find himself being watched, was delightfully unsettling! I had to stop myself from scrolling down at that point…
In fact, he would not be at all surprised to discover that his father had decided this would be an excellent lesson for his only son in the impossibility of satisfying everyone. LOL!! Nice glimpse of Oropher’s character there!
Gosh I love Faroth. I actually found myself smiling at him just because he seemed so full of joy as he raced through the trees. And I really like the idea that suddenly this all felt completely right as they began to follow Thranduil’s instincts and go east.
And look what he’s stumbled across! I nearly fell off my seat when he leapt right onto the branch where this lady that he’d only heard tales of was standing.
It was a wonderfully magical moment when Thranduil spots Laerwen. I just love the idea that he’s known within himself who he was seeking and now he’s found her. It just goes to show the role played by fate too. These two were destined to meet. And I suppose that proves that Oropher’s people are meant to stay in this forest.
‘You have brought a carrot?’ LOL!! Of course, the moment didn’t stay magical for long :-)
I’m grinning here at the sight of Thranduil so completely besotted. She’s so beautiful and foreign and light-hearted and he’s completely overcome. I laughed when he realised that he didn’t even know her name. I hadn’t actually noticed that – there could be no doubt that this is the same Lady of the woods in Aman.
Faroth’s teasing about ellyth and grandchildren was rather close to the bone! I was beginning to think that we wouldn’t see Laerwen again in this story, even though she’s clearly been filling Thranduil’s thoughts since that one brief encounter.
Poor Faroth! Obviously he knew they’d had an interest in Thranduil but his friend said nothing. LOL, what a surprise the proposal must have been!
But what a beautiful, perfect ending. The whole story was just lovely. I love seeing this side of Thranduil and especially seeing glimpses of him alone and content amongst he trees. And it feels like such a privilege to witness the first meeting between him and Laerwen. What a powerful pair they’ll make. Clearly, the females in her family are very influential. You’ll have to show us more of the two of them together :-) Thank you so much for this story. I’m sure I’ve left out loads but I love it. It’s one to be read over and over.
Author Reply: Thank you, Dot! There's nothing wrong with wanting Thranduil - nothing at all! And once I removed the first chunk it did (I thought) hang together better.
I must admit I liked Faroth, too! I think I have a collection of irreverent sidekicks - a hero needs a friend - but Faroth appeals to me. While trees juse are different. Oaks are strong and slow and dignified, while birches are gossipy. Even Ents show the difference between the trees they herd - Quickbeam was hasty (wasn't he?)
And I don't know how it is - all the musings about journeys east and groups of elves assuming authority are just fascinating. I wonder if Oropher ever paused to see himself as taking up a role like Finrod ... I doubt it. And moving any large group of people is so massively complicated - the logistics of it, especially in delicate environments, must have made even elves tear out their hair.
Thranduil (in my stuff) is old enough to remember Doriath (just) - and will have been traumatised by its destruction. And then, of course, he is Oropher's son - he is bound to have absorbed a fair bit of his attitude towards the Exiles. While, on the other hand, he remembers the Valar's host and has seen, perhaps, that lumping everybody into stereotypes is not a good thing for anyone involved ... Perhaps he is searching for a role, too. And I like to think of Oropher putting in a bit of a lesson that being the one in charge isn't easy!
And thank you - I do like writing descriptive stuff. Evocative. (It's like writing poetry. Which I quite like attempting as much as I dislike reading.)
Laerwen had to be of a powerful Silvan family - she is, after all, the Lady! And I loved playing with the thought of the Silvan having a very strongly matriarchal, Earth-mother streak. To go with their elusive streak! (I think her grandmother rather liked Faroth. And, probably, Thranduil.)
I think fate and destiny played a big role in the lives of the big players. Thranduil needs a strong bond to the forest if he is to keep it together through the Third Age - and Laerwen will strengthen his connection far more than he can imagine. (The thought leapt in my head when I was writing something or other that Oropher's mother was totally Sindar - close kin to Elu, possibly a sister or a niece (females being so little mentioned that there could be dozens of them) - and his father was actually a green elf who died with Denethor. I don't know if there is anything to say either way!)
And magical moments cry out for humour! I think they both knew before they ever met - and I sneakily liked giving her control! Thranduil is such a strong character that it was rather fun making him wait for Laerwen's arrival. And I can see why he wouldn't want to speak of her - treasuring everything about their one meeting. Faroth must have wondered about his interrogation, but I doubt he expected this!
I'm glad you liked the story, Dot. Happy birthday and many of them! May you long cherish Thranduil ... and Ithilden.
|Redheredh||Reviewed Chapter: 1 on 2/22/2007|
|Simply wonderful. Their meeting was not just any meeting! I do so love your writing! And then you follow that stunning moment with such gentle humor. ;) Ah, they just knew they could find no one better to love! Heh, it was not the robin's song that I heard when Thranduil spoke Laerwen's name, but Tony's songs from West Side Story. Thranduil's silence in order to have her all to himself was very romantic.|
Your wood-elves are so natural. They come across as uncontrived creatures and true forest-dwellers. Although I admit, I think this tree-walking thing (wherever it came from) is silly. What you had to say about both Sindar and Silvan is fascinating and done so entertainingly that one craves to be further informed. Interesting how you paralleled the Sindar to the Noldor along with a reversal by this time having Thranduil legitimized in a way by Laerwen as Galadriel was by her marriage to Celeborn.
Laerwen will be perceived as a force of nature, as any powerful female always tends to be perceived by males. ;) Of course, the Silvan would give her the respect nature deserves.
I am so glad you did not set this story aside! Thanks to Dot, too, for getting one year older!
Happy Birthday to you, Dot! And may you have many more - so we get many more of these lovely stories!
Author Reply: Thank you, Redheredh! Well - Laerwen was 'the Lady'. She seemed more than just a simple maiden of the forest - and she and Thranduil were just meant to be - (at least, she thought so!) And Thranduil is rather a force himself - she's a good match for him.
These Wood-elves are very much part of the land they chose, I think - and that means being good stewards of the forest. And it is interesting to think of the parallels between the Noldor's journey east and that of the Sindar. I imagine Oropher as being part-Silvan, too - (it came to me when I was writing something or other that his mother was close kin to Elu - sister or niece - and his father was a green elf, who died with Denethor. It just felt right!)
Well, I doubt that all Silvan elves spent all their time running through the trees – but lots of arboreal animals manage to leap quite easily from tree to tree. It depends on the sort of forest they’re in. I suspect elflings would do their best to turn it into a game – and, really, being able to operate in another dimension would be far too useful to warriors for them not to use the trees. Being above your enemy and obscured from his sight is a pretty standard military technique (I think). But if you couldn’t go from tree to tree, being stuck in one would become a trap – so I do think that elves would have learned to use their speed, grace and balance to take advantage of closely-grown trees. And Faroth would just find it such fun – like an endless adventure playground.
It's also interesting to speculate on (with the force of nature thing) the Silvan perhaps being more matriarchal than patriarchal.
This story just didn't feel right at all - until I ended up dumping the first three pages. Which was a shame, because I quite liked them - but they changed the focus. And birthday stories are a great excuse to play in slightly different playgrounds!