Prologue
Elrond, Lord of Rivendell, watched his elf-friend, Andorian, with tears in his eyes. The only sounds that were heard was the grazing and shifting of Elrond's white mare and the soft breeze that rustled the rich green grass that lay beneath their feet.
Beside Andorian stood a beautiful maiden with gold flowing hair that came down to her middle and a simple white gown covering her slender body. Around her neck she wore a small gold necklace and from it hung a four-pointed star. This was Marie, Andorian's one true love.
She reached behind her neck, under her hair, and un-hooked the necklace and handed it to another Elf, a friend of Andorian and Marie, named Narralin who, once he had the necklace in hand, ran to the right of them toward a large stone gate that looked more like a stone arch.
"So you are going to carry out your plan, then?" said Elrond, breaking the silence.
Andorian smiled sadly, the soft breeze blowing through his light elven hair.
"Yes, Elrond" Andorian replied. "I have chosen to lead a mortal life with Marie by my side in her world."
Elrond nodded silently, his gazing drifting from the white mare, to the forest and stone gate to the left of them and then back again to Andorian and his beloved. He felt helpless, and he knew he was, to change the mind of his friend. To stop him from becoming a weak-minded human like Isildur.
"I do not mean to interrupt, Andorian," said Narralin, "But if we do not go through now the gate will close."
Andorian looked at the Elf and smiled. "Yes, just a moment." He looked back at Elrond, rolling his eyes.
"He still won't stay?" Elrond asked.
"No," answered Andorian, "I've tried so many different ways of getting him to, but that Elf won't stay. He insists that Marie and I need protecting and he's just the right person to do it."
"I see," Elrond laughed then looked at them sadly.
"Do not let your heart weep, Elrond," said Marie softly. "Though you will never see us again you will see one of our kin."
"It will be a young woman of the age of twenty-three years," Andorian explained.
"If this is true, then I shall await the child, eagerly," said Elrond.
"Thank you, Elrond. Please watch her like you would your own child," said Marie, giving him a gentle kiss on the cheek.
"We must be going now," said Andorian, "Good-bye, Elrond."
"Namaarie, amin mellonea, you will forever be in my heart, my dear friends," Elrond smiled.
"And you in ours," Andorian replied. "Namaarie, Elrond."
Andorian hugged his friend in farewell then turned with his beloved and walked toward the stone gate. Before stepping through the gate Andorian turned to look Elrond, friend and Lord, for the last time then stepped through the gate, Narralin and Marie right behind him.
A white light momentarily blinded Elrond and when he was able to see again Andorian and Marie had disappeared.
"Namaarie, amin mellonea," Elrond said to himself softly before turning, mounting his horse, and leaving behind all but the memory of good friends and a predicted child.
Well, what did you think? It's my first try at a story and I'd like to know. All you have to do is review...
Elrond, Lord of Rivendell, watched his elf-friend, Andorian, with tears in his eyes. The only sounds that were heard was the grazing and shifting of Elrond's white mare and the soft breeze that rustled the rich green grass that lay beneath their feet.
Beside Andorian stood a beautiful maiden with gold flowing hair that came down to her middle and a simple white gown covering her slender body. Around her neck she wore a small gold necklace and from it hung a four-pointed star. This was Marie, Andorian's one true love.
She reached behind her neck, under her hair, and un-hooked the necklace and handed it to another Elf, a friend of Andorian and Marie, named Narralin who, once he had the necklace in hand, ran to the right of them toward a large stone gate that looked more like a stone arch.
"So you are going to carry out your plan, then?" said Elrond, breaking the silence.
Andorian smiled sadly, the soft breeze blowing through his light elven hair.
"Yes, Elrond" Andorian replied. "I have chosen to lead a mortal life with Marie by my side in her world."
Elrond nodded silently, his gazing drifting from the white mare, to the forest and stone gate to the left of them and then back again to Andorian and his beloved. He felt helpless, and he knew he was, to change the mind of his friend. To stop him from becoming a weak-minded human like Isildur.
"I do not mean to interrupt, Andorian," said Narralin, "But if we do not go through now the gate will close."
Andorian looked at the Elf and smiled. "Yes, just a moment." He looked back at Elrond, rolling his eyes.
"He still won't stay?" Elrond asked.
"No," answered Andorian, "I've tried so many different ways of getting him to, but that Elf won't stay. He insists that Marie and I need protecting and he's just the right person to do it."
"I see," Elrond laughed then looked at them sadly.
"Do not let your heart weep, Elrond," said Marie softly. "Though you will never see us again you will see one of our kin."
"It will be a young woman of the age of twenty-three years," Andorian explained.
"If this is true, then I shall await the child, eagerly," said Elrond.
"Thank you, Elrond. Please watch her like you would your own child," said Marie, giving him a gentle kiss on the cheek.
"We must be going now," said Andorian, "Good-bye, Elrond."
"Namaarie, amin mellonea, you will forever be in my heart, my dear friends," Elrond smiled.
"And you in ours," Andorian replied. "Namaarie, Elrond."
Andorian hugged his friend in farewell then turned with his beloved and walked toward the stone gate. Before stepping through the gate Andorian turned to look Elrond, friend and Lord, for the last time then stepped through the gate, Narralin and Marie right behind him.
A white light momentarily blinded Elrond and when he was able to see again Andorian and Marie had disappeared.
"Namaarie, amin mellonea," Elrond said to himself softly before turning, mounting his horse, and leaving behind all but the memory of good friends and a predicted child.
Well, what did you think? It's my first try at a story and I'd like to know. All you have to do is review...