Post by Mininirime on May 19, 2006 4:33:11 GMT -5
In the center of Edoras is Meduseld, the Golden Hall of Edoras. As you walk towards the hall the golden ceiling lights up and sparkles in the bright sun light. Passing the guards, you step inside
“Inside it seemed dark and warm after the clear air upon the hill. The hall was long and wide and filled with shadows and half lights; mighty pillars upheld its lofty roof. But here and there bright sunbeams fell in glimmering shafts from the eastern windows, high under the deep eaves. Through the louver in the roof, above the thin wisps of issuing smoke, the sky showed pale and blue. As their eyes changed, the travellers perceived that the floor was paved with stones of many hues; brnaching runes and strange devices intertwined beneath their feet. They saw now that the pillars were richly carved, gleaming dully with gold and half-seen colours. Many woven cloths were hung upon the walls, and over their wide spaces marched figures of ancient legend, some dim with years, some darkling in the shade. But upon one form the sunlight fell: a young man upon a white horse. He was blowing a great horn, and his yellow hair was flying in the wind. The horse’s head was lifted, and his nostrils were wide and red as it neighed, smelling battle afar. Foaming water, green and whitem ruched and curled about its knees. Behold Eorl the Young.” – The Two Towers.
Next to the cloth of Eorl the Young goes a passage to the rest of the House of Eorl, the private rooms of the king and his family and guests. On eache side of the passege way, doors open to different rooms, all magnificent and beautifully decorated. Through the last doors you enter the sleeping quarters of the Royal family.
“Inside it seemed dark and warm after the clear air upon the hill. The hall was long and wide and filled with shadows and half lights; mighty pillars upheld its lofty roof. But here and there bright sunbeams fell in glimmering shafts from the eastern windows, high under the deep eaves. Through the louver in the roof, above the thin wisps of issuing smoke, the sky showed pale and blue. As their eyes changed, the travellers perceived that the floor was paved with stones of many hues; brnaching runes and strange devices intertwined beneath their feet. They saw now that the pillars were richly carved, gleaming dully with gold and half-seen colours. Many woven cloths were hung upon the walls, and over their wide spaces marched figures of ancient legend, some dim with years, some darkling in the shade. But upon one form the sunlight fell: a young man upon a white horse. He was blowing a great horn, and his yellow hair was flying in the wind. The horse’s head was lifted, and his nostrils were wide and red as it neighed, smelling battle afar. Foaming water, green and whitem ruched and curled about its knees. Behold Eorl the Young.” – The Two Towers.
Next to the cloth of Eorl the Young goes a passage to the rest of the House of Eorl, the private rooms of the king and his family and guests. On eache side of the passege way, doors open to different rooms, all magnificent and beautifully decorated. Through the last doors you enter the sleeping quarters of the Royal family.