by finnehas on Feb 26, 2016 at 04:45 AM}
As the appointed hour grew close, the aspect of a fine hall rose before Minnwen, its pillars and arches as stately as the copse of silver birches surrounding it — and as ethereal. For the same dappled sunlight that danced through that fine-leaved canopy and around the gables of the house played about its long, airy windows, rendering the abode all but one with the forest, tall, graceful and without pretension. Brethílímbar, the elven forester had told her. “Birkenhall,” she murmured to herself in the Westron tongue.
Dismounting, she approached, yet still the house was silent, the doors shut. But not locked — they swung open readily, revealing a foyer lined with bookshelves. She recalled then that in their conversation he had spoken of a scholarly brother. And indeed on a table by a cold fireplace in the main hall were strewn numerous books and scraps of old parchment, untouched for who could say how long beneath a gossamer layer of dust. Framed maps of various sizes filled the walls, and still more bookshelves drew her gaze upwards to the stalwart beams that supported the roof of the great-hall.
At first she thought it some trick of her weary eyes, that the very wood seemed about to flicker into embers. Then came the realisation, no less marvellous to her, that in fact the dying light of the day was being captured and reflected by patterns inlaid with filigree-fine silver — no, more than patterns — cirth! With a cry of wonder she began to recite the words as the ancient tongue returned to her, very slowly, from half-forgotten memories. For in her childhood had the tale of Beren and his love for Luthíen already passed into legend. And when the sun’s light failed at last and most of the long runic lines still stretched unread across the rafters, she silently bade Tauron keep safe the brothers and return them to Brethilimbar. Then she lit the candled sconces throughout the hall, one by one, and watched the shadows flee.
[OOC: From the Athrabeth Gwanûn, which is Tindello's work (and I hope he knows it is genius) I wanted to convey something of the character of Brethilimbar as its founders built it]