The Star in the sky

by Jagellonica

This story is originally written in 2002 for a role playing game - Middle Earth. I continued it a bit year ago. Her name is Lomíre and she have to fight for the right to love whom she desires. She is curious and wants to learn more about Middle Earth on her travels. I finally wanted to translate and publish it. The story is full of romance :) Enjoy.

1. Treasure of the night

I was born in Rivendell in the middle of the summer when the moon was full in 737 TA. I opened my eyes as soon as I was given to my fathers' arms and looked deep into his eyes. My mother smiled to us. I didn't cry, just looked. From that moment on I was my fathers' little girl.
They named me by the moment I was born. Ló (night) and mire (treasure) because that is what I'am to them.
Lomíre of Rivendell.

I have a long dark brown hair and big hazel eyes. My family noticed very early on that I'am very temperamental and that I have a vibrant nature. Sometimes I tend to be sentimental and melancholy, especially in night time. I love to meditate and get short naps. Elves doesn't have to sleep, but I like my dreams when do.

When I was a child I loved tales and stories, I still do. Elves in Rivendell gathered often together to tell stories of Tirion, Undying Lands, elves, dwarfs, about Nümenor, dark lords Sauron and Morgoth, the birth of the Earth, the race of Men, and all those things that had happen in Middle Earth and its tales. Sometimes they shared their own memories. So that's how I was taught many things in this world, although I didn't understand half of them then or remembered them later.
I fell in love with books very early age and I loved to read outside where gentle wind was fluttering leafs in the trees and water slowly ripple near by. Sometimes I heard distant music and singing. I just closed my book and eyes and imagined all those things that I had heard and read about. How I dream in those moments to get out of the Rivendell to explore Middle Earth.

I wanted to become a mage like my father. He wasn't too excited about my idea, but it was normal to him. Sometimes I felt that he was resisting me just for fun, so that I could justify my ideas and thoughts better to him. I think it was only because he wanted me to become familiar with things before I make my decision. Though I loved reading and stories, which have taught me a lot, it didn't stop my impulsive nature to take over time to time.
I was determined to become a mage like my father and luckily I had the skill to do so. I think that my parents went to ask a permission from Elrond for my choice of profession, because when they finally said that they would give their approval they looked relieved themselves.

I was soon to discover that enchantments demanded a huge amount of focusing. It's not that easy at all.