Lirima

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            Lirima sat in the branches of her favorite tree looking down on her homeland, Lorien. She loved it in the trees, especially at night, she was so close to the stars. She had only been in Lorien for a year. She traveled around a lot, and made a lot of trips to places like Rohan, Gondor, she ventured with the Dunedain, and when she was younger Mithrandir had taken her to Isengard to learn from Saruman. Lirima was still rediscovering all of the sights, sounds, and smells of her home. It was all mixed in with the bitter-sweetness of her life.

            Lirima looked down and saw something moving on the borders of the forest. She wasn't too worried because it did not move like an orc and Haldir was always on his guard. But there was something familiar about how the creature or, person moved. Then she realized, it was Mithrandir! I haven't seen him in ages! Lirima shot down the tree as fast as she could and called her horse.

"Araukadal!" a beautiful, almost silver horse came running up to where Lirima stood. "Hello lissier, lets go meet a friend." Lirima mounted Araukadal and took off to where she had seen Mithrandir at the border of the forest. It didn't take her long to get there, she hadn't given her horse the name swift foot because she thought it sounded pretty. Mithrandir came soon came into view. When he did she jumped off her horse and ran to him with her arms outstretched. "Gandalf! Gandalf!" Lirima gave him such a fierce hug that it nearly knocked him off his feet. Gandalf was like a grandfather to Lirima, since hers had left for Valinor not long after she was born. She had not seen Gandalf for over a decade.

"Hello to you too lisse alqua. Lle natulnessa iliant." Lirima laughed.

"And you grow older and more foolish. But come, Ata and Galadriel will want to see you." They started to walk towards the center of the forest where Caras-Galdhon was.

"Well, aren't you the least bit interested in why I've come?" said Gandalf with a twinkle in his eye.

"I assumed you had come to see me and no, I'm not interested to answer your question."

"Well then, I suppose you don't want to come with me to visit Bilbo and Frodo for their birthdays."

"What?! Of course I want to come! When do we leave?"

"Patience erelle, we must talk to your atar first." Gandalf and Lirima talked pleasantly about Gandalf's journeys, and reminisced about their adventure with Bilbo and the dwarves. Soon they reached Caras-Galdhon., and Lirima led Gandalf to her father, Celeber.

"Ata, look who has come for a visit!" Celeber looked up from some documents and records he was reading.

"I don't believe it, can it be true? Mithrandir, we haven't seen you for years!" Gandalf chuckled.

"Yes, perhaps I have stayed away too long." Just then the door opened and the lady Galadriel walked, or rather glided in. She looked around the room and her gaze fell on Gandalf, a small smile lit up her face.

"Mithrandir, how are you?"
"As well as can be, and even better having seen you. I-"

"Gandalf wants me to go with him to visit Frodo and Bilbo for their birthdays, can I go?" Suddenly Lirima realized she had cut Gandalf off and blushed. "Oh, forgive me Gandalf."

"No matter lisse alqua, I was just about to say that myself. So, what of it?"

"Can I go Ata? Please?"

"Ai… we will talk of it later," said Celeber with a somewhat distraught look on his face. Everyone noticed it, but Lirima was the only one who didn't know the cause of it. Celeber suddenly drew himself out of deep thought. "Why don't we go into dinner, you must be hungry and tired Mithrandir."

"Yes that would be most welcome thank you"…….

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lisse alqua~ sweet swan

Lle natulnessa iliant~ you become younger not older

Ata(r)~ father, daddy