Someone appears to be building a tree fort in the park. Or possibly it's a hammock stretched between two branches of the same tree. Hard to tell, really. (OOC: Open 'til it falls off o' the page, sais.)

He had not yet become accustomed to anything here, though he had learned a few things. One of them, while not having to do with Haurvatat itself, was very interesting just the same. There was a blood...glowed faintly with the light of the Eldar.* * His magic is powerful enough that he can turn himself into an Elf, enough for him to have the glow. He is, physically, a real Elf--with a few extras.

...his mind worked quickly to develop a story while his feet moved slowly down the strange street. Were all of those windows made of glass? * Men of Numenor were regularly seven feet tall, while Sauron/Annatar is only 6'4". Ar-Pharazon's contemporary, who survived the usurper king's stupidity, was Elendil the Tall. He stood 7'3" -- and Aragorn had to wield his sword reforged. Harsh. ** Clothing and...

...Don't Play With the Transit Pentangles! (with OC/Tom Riddle) I've never written and never will write any more OC/canon character pairings. I don't do that, granted I'd have way too much fun with OC/Annatar(Sauron) but I sure as hell won't put THAT up online for people to read--hell no. But I'll put up my Sues who are either in a romantic relationship with another OC or not in one at all, Ang, Volderina...