Beginning
** Dedicated to Lauryn, my hot elven twin. **
"Where's Frodo? I saw Glorfindel riding with him, from the window in my room. Have they come yet?"
"Yes Mithelenion, Frodo is safe in bed. Elrond is tending to him."
"That is a relief. Silnaviet, have you been to see him yet?" Silnaviet nodded, "Do you know how he is doing?"
"Much better than he was. Elrond works miracles, even on the most impossible cases. It's no wonder that Arwen is such a wonderful healer, as she is his daughter." Silnaviet replied to her twin sister. They both carried an air of pride when referring to their cousin and uncle, and, after what Gandalf had told them of the ring-bearer, they hoped everything would turn out well with his wound. Waiting outside for Elrond to tell them that they may come in and see the wounded was very nerve-wracking. Every time anyone entered the hallway the sisters jumped simultaneously, and were constantly trying to talk of other things to keep their minds off the patient that may not make it through the night inside.
The two worried young women were each a picture of perfection. (Young by elven discerning. By men they were each 3000). The first thing one would notice was their fair skin with bright cheeks, which set off the rest of their faces wonderfully. The gorgeous blue eyes sparkled always, and made any mood entirely believable. When they were sad their eyes looked on the verge of tears, yet when joyful the sapphire eyes gleamed with more words than ever could be uttered. The platinum blonde, elven hair gleamed in the sun and came down to their waists, even in braids as it normally was. Mithelenion was lovely to behold, in her dark green tank top and capris, each accented with light green. Silnaviet was just as lovely in her light green tank top and shorts accented in dark green. To add to the ensemble were the elven-cloaks, each light brown leather, perfect to protect from the sun in the summer and to keep warm in the winter, not to mention to keep the rain out. These were only donned upon leaving the house, however. The leather boots protected the dainty feet, and completed the outfits.
"Silnaviet, Mithelenion, would you please come and approve of the bandages that I have applied to Mister Frodo Baggins. I know that you two only will allow wounds to be dressed in your style." Elrond said once the girls had calmed down (they both had screamed at the sudden opening of the door). The elves entered the room, and all three were surprised to find Frodo conscious.
"Where am I, and who are you? Where is Sam? Why does my arm hurt? What's going on here?" Frodo asked quickly, all in one breath. He seemed frantic to get at the answers.
"I am Elrond, these are my nieces; Silnaviet and Mithelenion. You are in my house in Rivendell. Sam has just stepped out to get second breakfast, and your arm hurts because you were stabbed by a Nazgul. Is that sufficient for your uses?" Frodo nodded, and was suddenly very drowsy again. He drifted off to sleep as Mithelenion took his head and put it in her lap so she could smooth a cold mask over his forehead and shoulder hoping to ease the pain. Once they were sure he was asleep the ladies left to find Sam and assure him that his "master Frodo" would be fine.
Elrond disappeared for a time, and was not to be found. Arwen became very desperate searching for him, even with the assurance that Gandalf didn't know where she could find him but that he was fine. Gandalf said that he had some "business to be taken care of" and told Arwen not to worry.
After a day of wondering, however, Arwen too found it easy to not think about her father. Aragorn had returned, and they had a lot of "catching up" to do. This tended to include long walks at sunset and sunrise, and being locked into a room for most of the day and night. This drove Mithelenion and Silnaviet almost insane as they waited for their wonder-lovers, Legolas and his twin, Haldik, to return from their visit to Lothlorien.
Bilbo, Pippin, Merry, and Sam ate much of the wonderful elven food while sharing stories of how they had journeyed to Rivendell, and what had happened since Bilbo had left the Shire. The stories ranged from Tom Bombadil, to the Barrow-wights, to the elves in the forest inside the Shire. There were many years since the young hobbits had met their old friend and much to get up to date on.
Slowly others began to arrive at Rivendell. Only then was Elrond finally found. He had been sending invitations to a council meeting, and did not emerge until he had received replies enough that the council would have sufficient representation from each section of Middle-earth.
Gimli and his younger brother Groin arrived first. The dwarves were each very fond of treasures, both of money and of the mind. Each also considered himself very strong. Though dwarfs are rather short, not much taller than hobbits, they are rather muscular (often mistaken for pudge). The beards set off the handsome faces quite well, and Gimli was sporting a red beard as well as a full head of hair, while Groin boasted black, almost as long as the elven twins, and braided.
Following, not far behind, were Legolas and Haldik, returning from their journey. It had proven very helpful. They had received important information from Galadriel concerning what should be decided at the council, and what would happen afterwards. These twins shared much of the same appearance. Both were tall and handsome, with fair skin, blue eyes, and long blonde hair. Very muscular and extremely good archers, they were helpful to have around. And even with all their traits, they were very modest. Legolas and Haldik were the two that Silnaviet and Mithelenion were waiting for. They excited the moment the handsome men were first spotted, and could not wait another moment, but rushed out to meet them immediately.
It was a beautiful sight to watch as both sets of lovers embraced. The red sun had dyed the sky a rainbow of colors amid dainty golden clouds. The dark was beginning but the sky seemed to say, "No, I'll wait until they have met and are safely inside. Then I will turn to night". It was mid- summer so the leaves on all the trees were a rich green, which is only expected in the deep of Rivendell, and the river bubbled along, and sang a song of happiness on behalf of the joy of them all.
A few days later Boromir and Lotesse (Aragorn's sister) arrived from Gondor. Boromir was tall and muscular, an expert swordsman and an all around sexy man with a goatee and shoulder-length, curly, brown hair. Lotesse, who was dainty on first sight but not at all resembling the characteristic in battle, accompanied him. She wore a flowing dress of the finest silk; it was a very strong material despite the fragile appearance and resembled one made by the elves in the length of the sleeves and the train trailing behind. Her hair was in curls, falling down from the top of her head. The beautiful brown locks shone golden in the afternoon sun as they approached the House of Elrond.
As all had arrived Elrond made an announcement at dinner that the next day the long awaited council would be held, but until then everyone should enjoy the company and themselves as it was very likely there would not be much happiness in the days to come. Around the table everyone sat, Elrond at the head with Arwen at his left and Gandalf at his right. Next to Arwen were Aragorn and then Lotesse. Boromir, Groin, Gimli, Legolas, Silnaviet, Haldik and Mithelenion came next. Beside Mithelenion came Frodo, Sam, Pippin, Merry, Bilbo and Glorfindel. That would bring us back to Gandalf. The table was heaped with many foods, which are not describable to us. Roast animals resembling deer and ducks, fruits of the vine, tree, and bush, and wonderful smelling bread were among the many delicacies placed before this assembly.
Once the feast was over the whole company moved to the great hall where already a large fire burned giving off great light and heat. The assembly spread out within the room and the stories and songs for which elves are famous began. Everyone had something to tell, some song to sing, whether songs of old that were being renewed or stories of their journeys or even songs made spur of the moment, just to please the listeners. The entertainment went late into the night, long after the hobbits had either fallen asleep where they lay or retreated to their beds. Gandalf and Elrond sat apart for some of the night, talking, either planning or consulting, but then they too joined in the festivities. The stories were by no means extinguished when all retreated to their rooms, but there must be some left for another sitting and much was to be done the next day, rest was needed. The House of Elrond is very large and few people could walk together to each of their rooms, but groups split up and went down common hallways to their separate sections of the house to retire in their quarters, and within a very short time the house was quiet again.
** Dedicated to Lauryn, my hot elven twin. **
"Where's Frodo? I saw Glorfindel riding with him, from the window in my room. Have they come yet?"
"Yes Mithelenion, Frodo is safe in bed. Elrond is tending to him."
"That is a relief. Silnaviet, have you been to see him yet?" Silnaviet nodded, "Do you know how he is doing?"
"Much better than he was. Elrond works miracles, even on the most impossible cases. It's no wonder that Arwen is such a wonderful healer, as she is his daughter." Silnaviet replied to her twin sister. They both carried an air of pride when referring to their cousin and uncle, and, after what Gandalf had told them of the ring-bearer, they hoped everything would turn out well with his wound. Waiting outside for Elrond to tell them that they may come in and see the wounded was very nerve-wracking. Every time anyone entered the hallway the sisters jumped simultaneously, and were constantly trying to talk of other things to keep their minds off the patient that may not make it through the night inside.
The two worried young women were each a picture of perfection. (Young by elven discerning. By men they were each 3000). The first thing one would notice was their fair skin with bright cheeks, which set off the rest of their faces wonderfully. The gorgeous blue eyes sparkled always, and made any mood entirely believable. When they were sad their eyes looked on the verge of tears, yet when joyful the sapphire eyes gleamed with more words than ever could be uttered. The platinum blonde, elven hair gleamed in the sun and came down to their waists, even in braids as it normally was. Mithelenion was lovely to behold, in her dark green tank top and capris, each accented with light green. Silnaviet was just as lovely in her light green tank top and shorts accented in dark green. To add to the ensemble were the elven-cloaks, each light brown leather, perfect to protect from the sun in the summer and to keep warm in the winter, not to mention to keep the rain out. These were only donned upon leaving the house, however. The leather boots protected the dainty feet, and completed the outfits.
"Silnaviet, Mithelenion, would you please come and approve of the bandages that I have applied to Mister Frodo Baggins. I know that you two only will allow wounds to be dressed in your style." Elrond said once the girls had calmed down (they both had screamed at the sudden opening of the door). The elves entered the room, and all three were surprised to find Frodo conscious.
"Where am I, and who are you? Where is Sam? Why does my arm hurt? What's going on here?" Frodo asked quickly, all in one breath. He seemed frantic to get at the answers.
"I am Elrond, these are my nieces; Silnaviet and Mithelenion. You are in my house in Rivendell. Sam has just stepped out to get second breakfast, and your arm hurts because you were stabbed by a Nazgul. Is that sufficient for your uses?" Frodo nodded, and was suddenly very drowsy again. He drifted off to sleep as Mithelenion took his head and put it in her lap so she could smooth a cold mask over his forehead and shoulder hoping to ease the pain. Once they were sure he was asleep the ladies left to find Sam and assure him that his "master Frodo" would be fine.
Elrond disappeared for a time, and was not to be found. Arwen became very desperate searching for him, even with the assurance that Gandalf didn't know where she could find him but that he was fine. Gandalf said that he had some "business to be taken care of" and told Arwen not to worry.
After a day of wondering, however, Arwen too found it easy to not think about her father. Aragorn had returned, and they had a lot of "catching up" to do. This tended to include long walks at sunset and sunrise, and being locked into a room for most of the day and night. This drove Mithelenion and Silnaviet almost insane as they waited for their wonder-lovers, Legolas and his twin, Haldik, to return from their visit to Lothlorien.
Bilbo, Pippin, Merry, and Sam ate much of the wonderful elven food while sharing stories of how they had journeyed to Rivendell, and what had happened since Bilbo had left the Shire. The stories ranged from Tom Bombadil, to the Barrow-wights, to the elves in the forest inside the Shire. There were many years since the young hobbits had met their old friend and much to get up to date on.
Slowly others began to arrive at Rivendell. Only then was Elrond finally found. He had been sending invitations to a council meeting, and did not emerge until he had received replies enough that the council would have sufficient representation from each section of Middle-earth.
Gimli and his younger brother Groin arrived first. The dwarves were each very fond of treasures, both of money and of the mind. Each also considered himself very strong. Though dwarfs are rather short, not much taller than hobbits, they are rather muscular (often mistaken for pudge). The beards set off the handsome faces quite well, and Gimli was sporting a red beard as well as a full head of hair, while Groin boasted black, almost as long as the elven twins, and braided.
Following, not far behind, were Legolas and Haldik, returning from their journey. It had proven very helpful. They had received important information from Galadriel concerning what should be decided at the council, and what would happen afterwards. These twins shared much of the same appearance. Both were tall and handsome, with fair skin, blue eyes, and long blonde hair. Very muscular and extremely good archers, they were helpful to have around. And even with all their traits, they were very modest. Legolas and Haldik were the two that Silnaviet and Mithelenion were waiting for. They excited the moment the handsome men were first spotted, and could not wait another moment, but rushed out to meet them immediately.
It was a beautiful sight to watch as both sets of lovers embraced. The red sun had dyed the sky a rainbow of colors amid dainty golden clouds. The dark was beginning but the sky seemed to say, "No, I'll wait until they have met and are safely inside. Then I will turn to night". It was mid- summer so the leaves on all the trees were a rich green, which is only expected in the deep of Rivendell, and the river bubbled along, and sang a song of happiness on behalf of the joy of them all.
A few days later Boromir and Lotesse (Aragorn's sister) arrived from Gondor. Boromir was tall and muscular, an expert swordsman and an all around sexy man with a goatee and shoulder-length, curly, brown hair. Lotesse, who was dainty on first sight but not at all resembling the characteristic in battle, accompanied him. She wore a flowing dress of the finest silk; it was a very strong material despite the fragile appearance and resembled one made by the elves in the length of the sleeves and the train trailing behind. Her hair was in curls, falling down from the top of her head. The beautiful brown locks shone golden in the afternoon sun as they approached the House of Elrond.
As all had arrived Elrond made an announcement at dinner that the next day the long awaited council would be held, but until then everyone should enjoy the company and themselves as it was very likely there would not be much happiness in the days to come. Around the table everyone sat, Elrond at the head with Arwen at his left and Gandalf at his right. Next to Arwen were Aragorn and then Lotesse. Boromir, Groin, Gimli, Legolas, Silnaviet, Haldik and Mithelenion came next. Beside Mithelenion came Frodo, Sam, Pippin, Merry, Bilbo and Glorfindel. That would bring us back to Gandalf. The table was heaped with many foods, which are not describable to us. Roast animals resembling deer and ducks, fruits of the vine, tree, and bush, and wonderful smelling bread were among the many delicacies placed before this assembly.
Once the feast was over the whole company moved to the great hall where already a large fire burned giving off great light and heat. The assembly spread out within the room and the stories and songs for which elves are famous began. Everyone had something to tell, some song to sing, whether songs of old that were being renewed or stories of their journeys or even songs made spur of the moment, just to please the listeners. The entertainment went late into the night, long after the hobbits had either fallen asleep where they lay or retreated to their beds. Gandalf and Elrond sat apart for some of the night, talking, either planning or consulting, but then they too joined in the festivities. The stories were by no means extinguished when all retreated to their rooms, but there must be some left for another sitting and much was to be done the next day, rest was needed. The House of Elrond is very large and few people could walk together to each of their rooms, but groups split up and went down common hallways to their separate sections of the house to retire in their quarters, and within a very short time the house was quiet again.