Elrond was taking a stroll to clear his mind. too much had been going on, and he needed a break. He sighed in relif, grateful for the peace. It was at that moment, that a small elf child came stumbling in the path. She looked about eight winters old, and was extremly dirty and ragged.
He stood there, not knowing what to do. He slowly aproched the little elfling, and crouched down in front of her and noticed a deep slash cut diagonaly across her face. He also took note of the bruises, and her pure white hair. "It's ok, little one. you're safe." He coaxed. "Come with me, and I'll take care of you." the little girl nodded. and he lead her into Rivendell.
~~~Evinia POV~~
The man that looked curiously like her, except he had brown hair, and she had hair so white, that it looked as though it was snow.
Others that looked like her, her kin, that's what the strange man said they were, and cleaned her up. Though, they asked where she got the slash on across her face, but she kept silent not wanting to upset the dangerous magic inside her.
she was trained in multiple elements of fighting and became one of the best Elf warriers ever.
Elvinia thought that she would live her life in peace after that, but she was mistaken, because little did she know that in about ten years, she would be going on the adventure of a lifetime.
