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Celebrimbor was sitting in his wooden throne in his room surrounded by thick leaves and branches, except for the top where the sun could shine through. Like the rest of Ost-in-Edhil it was well hidden in among the treetops.
The room was peaceful and simple, not decorated with anything that did not come from the trees of Eriador.
Celebrian entered.
"Yes wanted to see me, sire," she said.
Celebrimbor rose; "Yes! Please take my seat."
Celebrian slowly took his seat.
Celebrimbor said; "I know your parents in not in Eregion right now. Your mother has left to see the dwarves and your father I guess to talk to the trees. I want you to see this first."
Celebrimbor immediately left, but returned shortly after. He placed a small wooden shine in her lap.
He stepped back and opened his arms to indicate that Celebrian could open it. She did.
"A gift from the middle of the Misty Mountains," Celebrimbor said.
Celebrian looked at the shine. It was filled with precious gems.
"There have been carved by the Naugrim, and traded to me!" Celebrimbor said, and continued; "There is not a collection like this in Middle Earth."
"Why would you give these to me;" Celebrian said.
"Because my heart felt like it!" He answered; "A gift has no terms, please accept it!"
Celebrian was still hesitant; "However often expectation. I cannot accept this!"
"Why can you not love me?" he said; "my heart is pure!"
"I know of your ancestry, Celebrimbor!" She said
Celebrimbor answered; "We all share the blood of Finwe. We are Noldor!"
Celebrian said; "I also have the blood of Ingwe. The Vanyar never doubted about what was the true light."
"However the Teleri did! Including your father!" Celebrimbor desperately said.
"They were guided by Melian!" She said
Then guide me!" He shouted.
"No! Celebrimbor;" Celebrian answered; "This is not for me to do! You find your light yourself! There are elves on the other sides of the mountains living among trees, who never followed Orome. Still they have pure hearts and minds. I will always prefer this over any creation of life I have seen!"
She handed the shrine back to him and left.
Celebrimbor was alone! He stood for a while. Then he look up against the light coming from above. He quickly climbed the trees surrounding his home, and came to the very top of the forest.
He looked at the sun with tears in his eyes.
"Why can I not create the likes of you?" He shouted.
He opened the shine and threw it with its contents against the morning sun. The gems vanished in the treetops.
Lot of birds was scared by the noise, and took off from the treetops. Among them a large swarm of crow like birds.
It was the crebain who for the third times brought a message back to their master in the cave under the mountain.
The message was that the house of Feanor had returned to Middle Earth. The spirit was satisfied with this news, and he decided his third shape of the second age. A shape that could present gifts far beyond those of Celebrimbor.