Chapter I: Awakened (Pt. VII)“We began our march—forward we stared into the twilight fro

Chapter I: Awakened (Pt. VII)“We began our march—forward we stared into the twilight from where we had awakened without even a glance backward. It was upon the request of Taurëa and her kin. For many mile we walked in near silence with sporadic lilting voices uttering songs of the Eldalië. I looked at the stars above us—sparkling their approval of our existence. After a time that seemed a short eternity, we stopped near the range of mighty mountains that hid part of the sky. We heard voices conversing.“Come with me, Orothôn,” Mîrwen said.I followed her toward the voices which belonged to Elmo and an elf I did not recognize.“What do they call you,” Elmo asked the elf.“I am Eäros”, he said, his voice trembling. “I mean you no harm. Me and my kin are lost.”“Lost,” Orowen asked stepping forward. “How have you come to be lost?”“I am afraid I do not know,” he began, his long golden hair disheveled from wandering. “I was far behind the leader of our kin when our march ended without cause.”“You leader was Elwë,” Elmo asked as to already know the answer.“Yes,” Eäros said looking down. “He has got on without us.”He motioned toward four other elves cowering in fear behind the beginnings of another forest. For the first time, I realized the land from whence we came had changed—the sound of waters I reader and the sky was no longer hidden behind great mountains.“Surely Elwë ventured farther than this,” Elmo said to Orowen. “He left us long before.”“There are more of us,” Eäros said. “We went looking for the others.”Denethor and Arethuil joined us.“How far have you come,” Denethor asked. “You are quite young to venture in the wild without guidance.”“From there,” he said pointing.We all looked where he showed us. In the distance we saw another range of mountains.“Celebriel will surely give birth long before we get there,” Mîrwen whispered to me. “As for me, I shall make it farther.”“You will stay with us,” Elmo said to Eäros. “My brother is still with us. We will see him once more. We shall rest here for a time before we move on. Iarûr, a word.”Iarûr made his way to Elmo as the rest of us prepared the camp. When everyone had settled, I noticed Eäros and his four companions had become friendly with Galadhon and Celebriel. We stayed but a short time before once again journeying toward home. As we marched, I began to notice Mîrwen had begun to show her condition. Little by little, our child grew inside her.By the time we reached the mountains, her prediction came true. In what would be called Ossiriand, Celebriel gave birth to her first child. Orowen was delighted—for upon the birth of this child, Galathil and Nárwen announced they were expecting one of their own.While Mîrwen joined the ladies to care for the infant, I went away from the camp to think.“What are you thinking about,” I heard Valdôr ask as he approached. “Soon you will have child of your own.”“Yes,” I said. “But it will not be a girl.”“How do you know,” he asked.“Mîrwen is convinced otherwise. She is usually correct.”“Of course,” he laughed. “Are they not always? That is why we marry them. They know we would be lost without their intuition.”“What has Lothluin said to you,” I asked.“The same,” he said quietly. “Expect a son.”“That is great news, Valdôr.”“It will not be if we remain lost in the wilderness,” he said.“You wish to remain here,” I asked.“No,” he said. “But Denethor grows weary and has decided to stay.”“Perhaps it’s for the best,” I answered. “How much longer will we march before we are home?”“Iarûr says we will remain,” Valdôr said. “Most of us. This world does not seem too dreadful.”“We are Eldalië,” I said. “We belong in Eldamar.”“If we belong in Eldamar, then why were we not born there,” he asked. “Why have us march to the home we belong?” “I try not to question the Creator of all things,” I answered. “There must be a reason we must discover for ourselves.”“Oh, Orothôn,” he laughed. “I knew there was a reason I liked you. You are wise.”“Not as Iarûr,” I said.“You do not need to be,” he said. “Wisdom comes in many forms.”“Do you think Êlengolas wise?”He laughed harder.“I think Êlengolas is something,” he said. “I have yet to discover what.”“You amuse me, Valdôr,” Êlengolas said as he approached. “May your son be cursed with nothing but girls.”“What is wrong with girls,” Valdôr asked. “I am quite fond of maidens. I am married to one.”“So am I,” he answered. “But the tiny ones leave much to be desired. Valdúmîr attends to the one Celebriel bore. If my wife has a daughter, I’ll go mad.”“What are they calling her,” I asked.“Níndi,” Elengolas said smiling. “She is quite lovely when she is at rest.”“I can hardly wait to see her,” I said.“Yes you can,” they said in unison.“Gentlemen,” a voice said from behind. We turned to see Galathil.“Yes,” I said. “Something amiss?”“No,” he said. “I was sent to tell you that we will leave here as soon as Celebriel and her daughter are able.”We nodded, then he went on his way. Looking into the sky we left each other to our own thoughts.”––TKWR Trilogy Book I: The Epic of Eryn Galen by J.Marie Miller 2-17-2018Images: ©2001, 2002, 2003. Warner Brothers Pictures. The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring, The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers, The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King. All Rights Reserved. -- source link

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