One day, Frodo went to take a walk by the river and he saw a very beautiful girl. She was dancing and singing. He didn't want her to see him, but he felt, when he stumbled in a stone.
"Who is there?" asked her.
"Oh no!" Frodo thought "She saw me!"
Frodo raised off and said hello.
"Who are you?" asked her.
"I'm Mr. Frodo Baggins, from the Shire."
She walked to him, with her dark hair blowing in the calm wind and her beautiful deep blue eyes smiling in every step she took until reach the hobbit. Her dress was green and purple and covered her feet.
"Hello Mr. Frodo, my name is Arwen and I am from Rivendell."
Frodo lowered his head, but she ordered him to stop with that.
"But, I interrupted…" started Frodo, blushing.
"You don't need to explain anything."
Frodo smiled and Arwen put a hand on his shoulder. Arwen breathed the air. Then she looked at Frodo and asked:
"Tell me, what is a little hobbit doing here, so far from his home?"
Frodo blushed even more:
"I was walking."
"Are you lost?" her question was very direct, but he wasn't lost.
"No, no I'm not."
"I asked you that because I guess that, if you were lost, then you couldn't go back to you home. And I wondered if you want me guide you to your home." Arwen explained.
"Oh, but you don't need to. I can go back, I know the way." Frodo couldn't believe that such a beautiful elf was talking to him and offering to help him going home.
He wanted to say yes, but he wasn't lost, so he said:
"Sorry, but I must go."
Arwen laughed and walked to the river. She made signal to Frodo to follow her and he did it.
"I never went to the Shire and, sometimes, I get curious."
Frodo looked at the water and saw some tiny fishes swimming and eating some plants and he imagined Pippin and Merry, laughing and go fishing. And he imagined Sam, watering his flowers and plants, in the Baggins garden. And he started to talk:
"The Shire is beautiful. Our homes are like mushrooms, but they are very cozy and the roofs have flowers and green grass. And we like to dance, sing, laugh, eat and drink!"
Arwen asked:
"Can I go there?"
Frodo wasn't expecting such a question! An elf in the Shire. And that would be so awesome!
"Lady Arwen, you want to go to the Shire?"
Arwen put her hands on the water and took some to drink. When she finished, she spoke:
"If you guide me, Mr. Baggins, I will."
Frodo nodded, saying yes.
"Thank you, Mr. Frodo. You can be here, tomorrow. I will be here to go with you."
When she finished speaking, she turned around and went into the woods. Frodo saw her face, pale and charming, her hair falling among her back, like a cascade of ocean water. And in the neck was a necklace with something like a star. He whispered:
"Arwen in the Shire! My friends will love it!"