Lost Child of Tindomiel: Chapter One

I sat beside Gandalf, the fireworks filled the sky above us with bright colors from his fireworks. The laughter of delighted children filled the Shire. I could hear Bilbo a few feet away holding a group of young hobbits in rapture with stories of his adventures.

"And the POOF! They all turned to stone!" Bilbo said.

The gasps and giggles of startled hobbits made me laugh with them. My smile faded as I strained my mind to remember my past. To remember if I had laughed like that as a child. I couldn't remember my old life. Nothing from before Gandalf had found me years ago on the outskirts of the Weather Hills.

I remembered Gandalf looking at me with questioning eyes his voice filled with confusion, "An elf? So far from home? No... A peredhil! What is your name, my child?"

I had told him my name, Daniyel, and that was all I remembered and it was all I could say, I was weak and fainted.

In his quest to help me find my home he brought me to Rivendell, the closest elven realm, the house of Lord Elrond.

Gandalf asked if he saw anything in my future, one of Elrond's elven abilities, but all he said was, "Without her knowing her past, I cannot see her future. With her past hidden from her, so is her future from me."

Elrond saught the help of Lady Galadriel, grandmother to his daughter, Arwen.

Lady Galadriel's ability was to read minds. Elrond and Gandalf thought that perhaps she might be able to see something that was being kept even from myself. To her surprise she couldn't read my mind at all. Together they surmised that perhaps my elven ability- for even peredhil had abilities- was to be hidden from other's powers or sight.

Unfortuantly niether of them knew who I was. They both offered me places within their houses, as I was kin to them in someway, whether we knew the precise lineage I came from or not. And I did make homes with both their houses, but I prefered to travel.

Gandalf welcomed me on his journeys. I made many friends all across Middle Earth, Bilbo and Frodo among them.

The Shire was one of my favorite places, it was always filled with happiness and laughter, peace and tranquility, almost like it was hidden away from the rest of Middle Earth.

I shook my head of all the ill thoughts and returned my attention back to the party, Bilbo's birthday party.

Bilbo sat down beside me, "I'm so happy that you could be here, my dear." He said through a puff of smoke from his pipe.

"I wouldn't miss an opportunity to visit the Shire and I certainly wouldn't miss your birthday!" I replied.

He turned and looked at me with a raised eyebrow, "You truly like the Shire and Hobbiton that much?"

"Why do you ask? Is it so hard to believe?"

With a gently shrug of his shoulders he turned his attention back to the party, "No, I guess not. I guess I have just been here longer than you and find that it grows almost too quiet."

A grin spread across my face, "Yearning for more adventure?"

"Perhaps... Or maybe just a change in scenery." He waved his hand dismissing the topic, "Nevermind me." He said as he stood and walked away toward a hobbit waving at him.

Gandolf walked toward me and sat down. "Oh, my dear, you should go and dance! Very enjoyable!"

As I was about to reply a giant flame burst forth from a tent, forming the shape of a dragon. Everywhere around me hobbits ran for cover, thinking the firework dragon were real. Gandolf walked straight to the tent and took the culprits, Mary and Pippin by the ears, wiping the grins of delight from their faces. The hobbits all cheered once the firework dragon burst in the sky and spread with sparkles of colors.

Gandolf punished them by making them do all of the dishes and for an event like that, there were plenty of dishes that needed to be cleaned. I giggled at their soot covered faces, their hair all astray from the explosion of the firework.

The party grew slightly quiet until one single hobbit followed by many started cheering and hollaring for Bilbo to give a speech. He did not disappoint, he walked up on to the raised dias and started giving his thanks for everyones attendance and how he was glad to have known them all. After a while his words changed and his voice fell, no longer holding the same cheer from before.

I turned to Gandolf and noticed that even his expression had changed. He was no longer smiling at his small friend. While I pondered what Bilbo was trying to say, a sudden sensation filled me and before my very eyes he disappeared.

My mouth hung open in shock, not wanting to believe my eyes. The sensation filled me and blazed through my body, it wasn't fear, or terror, but it wasn't pleasant either, it was more like an overwhelming sense of foreboding. Something wasn't right.

Gandolf was on his feet faster than I could say anything, "Stay here with Frodo!" He ordered as he walked away.

Frodo glanced my way and I shrugged. Everyone went about their business as they talked about Bilbo's trick. The music started again and some danced, others returned to eating and driking. The later it got, more parents took their tired wee ones home.

It seemed like forever until Frodo finally approached me. "Should we go and see where they have gone?"

I nodded and followed him back to their hobbit hole. Excitedly Frodo ran ahead. I was distracted by a young woman holding her little girl. I stopped and commented on how adorable she was as the little girl smiled shyly at me. I mingle and make small talk, forgetting about following Frodo.

I was startled when Gandolf placed his hand on my shoulders. "It's time to go, my dear." He said.

I started to follow him as he quickened his pace. "Can we not stay a bit longer?"

Gandolf turned around, "Please, child, do as I ask. I want you to head to Rivendell with all haste."

I never cared much when Gandolf called me child, even though I clearly wasn't, but in the same sense to him I was still a child. "Rivendell? Why?"

He flashed me a stern look and I nodded. Something was wrong, but he wasn't telling me anything. He gave me an order and as always I would listen. He handed me the reins of my horse. "With all haste, do you understand?"

"Yes." I said as he wrapped his arms around me in an embrace.

"I will see you soon." He said before turning and walking away.

I climbed atop my horse and nudged it into a trot. With an inward sigh I traveled on to Bree. It was a good location to rest while on my way to Rivendell. I rode straight through the night and continued until I reached Bree. Once there I paid for a room and rest a whole night and day then one more night before heading back out.