Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings, nor did I participate in the
creation of it. It belongs wholly to Tolkien.
A/N: Celebrian is not a product of my imagination. She is a real character, as real as they can get :) and the daughter of Galadriel. She is mentioned in the appendices of LOTR. Now, enjoy!
The butterflies fluttered in the morning breeze, shafts of warm golden sunlight dappling their lithe bodies as they flitted to and fro, highlighting the shots of ebony and amber that coursed through their wings. They clustered together, a lovely myriad of floating blossoms, spiraling in mesmerizing dance. A delighted laugh set the tune of their graceful frolic and they swirled around their young friend as she joined them in their carefree merrymaking. Celebrian's voice soared in joyful song as she lifted one fair hand into the air. Tenderly, she watched as one trusting butterfly lit upon her finger and raised it gently to her eyes, voice softening to a haunting melody. She paused for a brief moment, savouring the beauty of the tiny creature. Then, as her voice lifted again, the butterfly took off to join its comrades in their celebration of life.
Haldir strode peacefully in the woods of Lothlorien. Now and then he cocked his head, as if listening for a sound he yearned to hear. Now and then he peeked into copses, searching for a figure he yearned to see. Some time had passed and he had not found his object but he minded not. He bore tidings that brought delight to his soul and joy, though not entirely visible in his impassive face, ran a steady current within his heart. Now only one person remained to whom he had not imparted the news, the one he wished most of all to hear it. Haldir quickened his pace.
Celebrian twirled, barefoot in the grass. Her flaxen locks flew unrestrained as ribbons do wind around a maypole. Her lilting tune melted and thrilled; she moved as one with the butterflies. Taken unawares, her hand was claimed by another and a deep voice joined her own. Each perfectly complementing the other, they blended in blissful harmony. Haldir laughed as the song came to an end.
"Do you still sing that old song? Why, we were taught that as elflings."
"Am I to believe that Haldir, none other, still remembers the 'childish nonsense'?" teased Celebrian.
"Why yes. After all, my powers of memory far exceed that of the common elf." quipped Haldir, striking a dramatic pose. "Speaking of which," he continued, "I do have a reason for venturing out here in search of one such elf, you know."
"Not here for the butterflies?" inquired Celebrian, affecting mock horror.
"Egads, no." He paused, a twinkle in his eye. "You are now looking at the new Captain of the Guard." "You don't say. Where is he?"
"Don't continue the masquerade. I have been promoted and you know well what I mean."
Celebrian regarded Haldir with quiet sobriety, then thumped her chest and extended her hand into the air.
"Hail, oh Captain of the Guard."
"Celebrian!" She giggled, before subsiding. Wary, Haldir mentally prepared himself for another good-natured taunt. Instead, she launched herself directly at him and embraced him tight.
"Congratulations!" she squealed and leaned her head for a moment on his chest. Surprised, Haldir patted her on her back.
"You deserve it." She whispered, then pushed herself away. She stood silent for a moment, then sent a heartwarming smile Haldir's way.
"Come, come." She seated herself on a bracket of heather and patted the space next to her invitingly. :What was that about?: wondered Haldir as he took his seat.
"To be Captain of the Guard has always been your favourite childhood dream, hasn't it? I recall talking it over when we were younger."
"Yes, we were always the best of friends, weren't we?"
"Friends." Celebrian lingered over the word. "Yes, of course! Tell me, have you told your parents? How did they receive the news?"
Haldir's eyes brightened as he was inundated with the questions. Instantly, all thoughts of Celebrian's queer behavior were dismissed and an animated conversation ensued. Celebrian watched him as he happily described his parents' reaction.
:We're only friends. It can never be anything more:
A/N: Celebrian is not a product of my imagination. She is a real character, as real as they can get :) and the daughter of Galadriel. She is mentioned in the appendices of LOTR. Now, enjoy!
The butterflies fluttered in the morning breeze, shafts of warm golden sunlight dappling their lithe bodies as they flitted to and fro, highlighting the shots of ebony and amber that coursed through their wings. They clustered together, a lovely myriad of floating blossoms, spiraling in mesmerizing dance. A delighted laugh set the tune of their graceful frolic and they swirled around their young friend as she joined them in their carefree merrymaking. Celebrian's voice soared in joyful song as she lifted one fair hand into the air. Tenderly, she watched as one trusting butterfly lit upon her finger and raised it gently to her eyes, voice softening to a haunting melody. She paused for a brief moment, savouring the beauty of the tiny creature. Then, as her voice lifted again, the butterfly took off to join its comrades in their celebration of life.
Haldir strode peacefully in the woods of Lothlorien. Now and then he cocked his head, as if listening for a sound he yearned to hear. Now and then he peeked into copses, searching for a figure he yearned to see. Some time had passed and he had not found his object but he minded not. He bore tidings that brought delight to his soul and joy, though not entirely visible in his impassive face, ran a steady current within his heart. Now only one person remained to whom he had not imparted the news, the one he wished most of all to hear it. Haldir quickened his pace.
Celebrian twirled, barefoot in the grass. Her flaxen locks flew unrestrained as ribbons do wind around a maypole. Her lilting tune melted and thrilled; she moved as one with the butterflies. Taken unawares, her hand was claimed by another and a deep voice joined her own. Each perfectly complementing the other, they blended in blissful harmony. Haldir laughed as the song came to an end.
"Do you still sing that old song? Why, we were taught that as elflings."
"Am I to believe that Haldir, none other, still remembers the 'childish nonsense'?" teased Celebrian.
"Why yes. After all, my powers of memory far exceed that of the common elf." quipped Haldir, striking a dramatic pose. "Speaking of which," he continued, "I do have a reason for venturing out here in search of one such elf, you know."
"Not here for the butterflies?" inquired Celebrian, affecting mock horror.
"Egads, no." He paused, a twinkle in his eye. "You are now looking at the new Captain of the Guard." "You don't say. Where is he?"
"Don't continue the masquerade. I have been promoted and you know well what I mean."
Celebrian regarded Haldir with quiet sobriety, then thumped her chest and extended her hand into the air.
"Hail, oh Captain of the Guard."
"Celebrian!" She giggled, before subsiding. Wary, Haldir mentally prepared himself for another good-natured taunt. Instead, she launched herself directly at him and embraced him tight.
"Congratulations!" she squealed and leaned her head for a moment on his chest. Surprised, Haldir patted her on her back.
"You deserve it." She whispered, then pushed herself away. She stood silent for a moment, then sent a heartwarming smile Haldir's way.
"Come, come." She seated herself on a bracket of heather and patted the space next to her invitingly. :What was that about?: wondered Haldir as he took his seat.
"To be Captain of the Guard has always been your favourite childhood dream, hasn't it? I recall talking it over when we were younger."
"Yes, we were always the best of friends, weren't we?"
"Friends." Celebrian lingered over the word. "Yes, of course! Tell me, have you told your parents? How did they receive the news?"
Haldir's eyes brightened as he was inundated with the questions. Instantly, all thoughts of Celebrian's queer behavior were dismissed and an animated conversation ensued. Celebrian watched him as he happily described his parents' reaction.
:We're only friends. It can never be anything more: