Chapter I: Awakened (Pt. III)“There came not long after a rumbling and a deep howl as the grou

Chapter I: Awakened (Pt. III)“There came not long after a rumbling and a deep howl as the ground beneath us began to shake and the skies were filled with flickering lights that changed the starlight from white to fearsome hues of angry colors.“I am frightened, Orothôn,” Mîrwen said, embracing me tight. “What is happening?”“I do not know,” I answered. It was true—I did not know. None of us knew then. We had yet to grow accustomed to this world we had little understanding. This peril seemed to last a lifetime beneath the skies that told us nothing of time passing from one moment to another. As it continued, we accepted it as part of our existence.“You are Orothôn,” a strong voice said to me from behind.“Galathil,” Mîrwen said smiling, kissing his cheek. He gave me a cold stare—his eyes flickering wildly under a halo of flowing nearly white hair.“Yes,” I answered curiously. “I am Orothôn.”“This is Galathil,” Mîrwen said. “One of my dear brothers.”“This is whom you have chosen,” he asked raising a brow as he gave me a once over.“Yes, brother,” she said gleefully.“I suppose he is suitable,” Galathil said, his face falling into a smile.“I am glad,” I said. “I was afraid I was not to your liking.”“I would not worry for what I think,” he said. “Our father is the one you should be concerned about. For now, worry not. He is with his brothers and not to be disturbed.”“Where is Galadhon,” Mîrwen asked looking around. “Was he not with you?”Two forms walked toward us—one was Êlengolas; the other I did not recognize. His golden hair was as long as mine but his features were soft—with gentle pale eyes of blue.“I see you have met my brother,” he said to me. “You must be Orothôn. I would know you anywhere. Mîrwen has yet to stop speaking of you.”“You are Galadhon,” I said. “It is an honor.”“For me as well,” he said. “Êlengolas spoke only good things of you. I pray my brother was not too harsh. He can be rather unrelenting.”“He was quite pleasant, I assure you, Galadhon,” I said looking at Galathil.“Have you seen Valdôr,” Êlengolas asked concerned. “I have not seen him since the shaking of the earth ended.”I noticed that things had become calm and the stars were white again above us. I saw elves come from behind trees of the forest behind. It was then I noticed Valdôr, Iarûr and Finëar step forward.“There,” I gestured.They came to us; with them their wives. All seemed shaken but unharmed.“The sons of Elmo,” Iarûr said reverently to Mîrwen’s brothers. “You are highly favored among your kin.”“Not as much as our uncles, Iarûr,“ Galathil said. “Though your generous praise is no less humbling.”“Even then, no one is as great as Ingwë or Finwë,” Galadhon said. “For they have gone beyond the Mountains into the West. With them went Olwë. It is our time to march further westward.”––TKWR Trilogy Book I: The Epic of Eryn Galen by J.Marie Miller 7-29-2017Galathil (I), brother of Galadhon, father of Celeborn and Galathil (II). Addition by Tolkien (The History of Middle Earth Index, 350).Images: ©2012, 2013, 2014. Warner Brothers Pictures. The Hobbit: The Unexpected Journey, The Hobbit: Desolation of Smaug, The Hobbit: Battle of the Five Armies. All Rights Reserved. -- source link

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