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Two men walked quietly through a dark and damp forest, talking quietly. They were both tall, but one was dressed in grey, and held a beautifully carved staff, and the other had long brown hair, and pointed ears.
Both were silent after a few moments when the sound a crying reached the ears of the brown-haired man. Quickly he turned on that direction, and listened hard.
"What is it Elrond?" The one dressed in grey asked. Elrond frowned and started running in the direction of the crying.
"I do not know for sure Gandalf, but it sounds like a baby crying." He answered over his shoulder. Gandalf ran after him, knowing these woods weren't very safe at night, and someone or something could have heard the child's cries and were coming after it. When he caught up with Elrond, they were in a small clearing, and Elrond was picking up a small bundle in the middle of it. He uncovered the child and found himself staring into a young girls eyes. He gasped in surprise. The baby's eyes were a deep emerald green color that when you stared into them, turned into a never ending green void. Gandalf ran over and looked at the child. When he saw the baby, he frowned in confusion. He was sure that somewhere he had heard of a child like this, but he didn't know where. Closing his eyes he examined the baby with his magic. What he found made him jump and grab Elrond, pulling him and the girl with him.
Gandalf! What are you doing?" Elrond asked him angrily(after all elves are supposed to be graceful and it was kinda hard to be graceful when you were being pulled by someone).
"We have to get back to Rivendale, and then contact Gladriel, lady of the woods. This child has more magic then I thought possible in mortals and is part of an ancient prophesy made by the Valor himself. Her level of magic, when trained, could possibly rival a Gods. We need to inform the Lady and get help, after all, this child will be in danger, and Gladriel will know what to do with her."Elrond nodded, still stunned at what he was being told.
Approximately ten minutes later Elrond and Gandalf were talking to Gladriel via a mirror. The babe slept beside them, not knowing her future was being planned by the three.
"Then it is settled. I will take her to live in Minas Tirith until she is old enough to understand, and completely control her magic." Gandalf said, nodding."She will grow up with her own kind until she is ready. I will disguise her with a spell so Sauron and Mordor won't know where she is." Elrond agreed, and then thought of one very important thing everyone had forgotten.
"What about her name?" He asked both of them. Gladriel thought for a moment and then said smiling,"Name her Elenath" Elrond nodded, agreeing.
"That seemes very appropriate, seeing as Elenath means star and she is just as mysterious as a star, noone knows anything about her and she can't tell." Gandalf gave his consent and then began to pack his things, as he was moving to Gondor.
The newly named Elenath lay beside him lost in a dream world. She heard a soft, great voice reciting in Elvish:
Daughter of the gods,
Destroyer of men,
The one whose path is chosen by them.
Wielding the power of light and dark,
She decides the fate of all,
Whether man will become great, or fall.
There was more, but Elanath couldnt hear it, and she then fell into a dreamless sleep.
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